Lil' Jeff Hardy

You go to a fucking concert, you trying to get lit
You're probably under the influence of some drugs 'cause you know what it is, right?
And, basically the motherfucking rapper who's on stage
Does a fucking cannonball, or some type of swanton bomb
In to your section of the crowd and nigga's giving you a Miguel legdrop
He's kicking you in the neck, He's kicking you in the face
What the fuck are you going to do, just keep singing along?

Walk up in this bitch, I'm flexed up
I'm next up, if you shoot, protect your chest bruh
Don't act up
Diamonds looking like Megaman I blast off

Ayy, I feel this percocet in my system (Cris Dinero) ha-ha
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy

Walk up in this bitch, I'm flexed up
I'm next up, If you shoot, protect your chest bruh
Don't act up
Diamonds looking like Megaman I blast off
Pour eight of the Tech on my ass, dawg
Ayy, okay, like dick lil' shorty
Tell me what it do, might have to check your ass like a Nike swoosh
On my P's and Q's
Smoke a whole ounce to the face, I'm a demon, ooh
You might need me too
They don't know safe from the bridge I might up at your kids, what is is, what it ain't?
Bitch, lil' whore, swallow my jizz
Bitch, pimp hand strong I got a cane with a limp
Walk up in your section take over VIP
Thirty bands, twenty bills on my hip, I'm like fuck it
I fuck her sister and cousin
Bitch, you gon' top off my brother then top off my cousin
Just fuckin' and suckin' and leave no discussion
I'll be your trouble, you smellin' like onions, just fuckin' and suckin' and leave no discussion
I'll be your trouble, you smellin' like onions, like

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