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itsmanman - we the hardest lyrics

[intro: itsmanman]
yeah, n+gga, come on, n+gga
we the hardest youngins out, n+gga
(my n+gga lee, i think we got another one)
yeah

[verse 1: itsmanman]
n+gga think he kimbo, n+gga, box the k
huh, they just found this n+gga head, but couldn’t find his face
you like a two+year old p+ssin’, you ain’t got no aim
just bust his sh+t way back like allen iver brains
yeah, huh, me and nell in this b+tch, we like shaq and kobe, huh
n+ggas all in my dms actin’ like they know me
huh, my brother think i f+ck with cougars how i c+cked the foley
pull up, get to laser taggin’ sh+t like obi+wan ken0bi
yeah, huh, i won’t argue with a n+gga, get to blastin’ at him, huh
i ain’t goin’ back and forth, i ain’t no battle rapper
get to wavin’ arms ’round, i had to cabbage patch him
caught him in the evening, sent a couple to his adam’s apple, hmm
if you run up on my n+ggas, that’s a free wig, huh
b+tch done blew my socks off, i’m yellin’, “free kidd”
your n+gga be at diddy parties on some sweet sh+t
little caesars, box a n+gga up, he just got deep dished

[chorus: itsmanman & lil nell]
hmm, we the hardest youngins out, they can’t f+ck with us
we gon’ lay a n+gga down, he say it’s up with us
huh, we don’t let you come around ’cause you a f+ck n+gga
rifle with the goose neck on it ’cause we don’t duck with us (ayy, huh)
[verse 2: lil nell]
security guard just like giannis, he got bucks with him
huh, only tote arps, f+ck a lil’ pistol
huh, sippin’ drank done cleared my system, i don’t got no symptoms
i see why you stressin’ at the crib, you smokin’ lil’ pencils
it’s a whole hundred on us in the stu’ right now
i got fifty on me, manman got fifty in his pocket
i gotta get up real early to see a doctor
five pints in this sh+t, i’m the supplier, ayy
talk about some money, guaranteed change the topic
i got all type of bubbles in the trunk, what you coppin’?
ayy, look, huh, boy, this sh+t get in, but my pockets look like books
got a show in la, you can’t come if you shook
i got hitman with me and he known to do too much
i just put a deuce inside the fanta, this b+tch look like punch
ayy, please don’t spill my cup
every sip, i take up out that b+tch a hundred bucks

[chorus: itsmanman & lil nell]
hmm, we the hardest youngins out, they can’t f+ck with us (the hardest)
we gon’ lay a n+gga down, he say it’s up with us
huh, we don’t let you come around ’cause you a f+ck n+gga
rifle with the goose neck on it ’cause we don’t duck with us

[outro]
(my n+gga lee, i thi—)

- itsmanman lyrics

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