Hardy Boys

Spend a lotta money on some damn clothes
 Spend a lotta money on some damn clothes
 Fendi on my body, ho, no plain clothes
 East Atlanta kickin', smokin' big dope
 I want a Ferrari and a Range Rover
 That bih got a boy so she gon' lay low
 That boy just a lick, we serve him Karo
 Cut that bitch right off, I feel like Van Gogh
 Diamonds on me dancing, where's the dance floor?
 Walk down on an opp and let that thang go
 50K on my back end, I did a late show
 This that murder music
 I let that chopper sing and they listen to it
 My bitch, she like to get high, yeah, we gettin' booted
 I pop a Perc' and sip my drank, yeah, now I'm zooted
 I'm a superstar, yeah, I live my life like a movie
 I drive foreign cars and fuck bad bitches, yeah, I get to it
 I buy a bitch a brand new bag, yeah, when I get bored
 And that lil' bitch keep calling me dad 'cause he can't afford it
 I swear I could've been a dad, but I made that bitch abort it
 That was back when I was down bad, now the young nigga worth a fortune
 Hell nah, you can't be my BM, that's just like extortion
 Hell nah, lil' bitch can't put me on no child support
 Make a bitch take a Plan B before I let a bitch take me to court
 Yeah, we getting too much cash, lil' bitch
 But you a know a young nigga want more
 Damn, this freak ho water wet, I think I need a new surfboard
 Yeah, I keep it a hundred thousand, young nigga
 I ain't telling stories
 Yeah, I spend a couple thousand every time I walk up in that store
 Yeah, I might blow a couple thousand on that bitch
 'Cause she a pretty whore
 Yeah, this ain't the regular Lamb', lil' bitch, yeah, this Aventador
 Yeah, and we having sticks for ham niggas
 'Cause we don't fuck with pork
 Yeah, I might smoke an opp nigga, shawty, but I don't fuck with 'Ports
 Yeah, I spotted an opp in the party, told lil' bro, "Lock the door"
 I upped my MAC and I told the pussy nigga, "Get on the floor
 Give me them racks, give me that watch, bitch, it ain't yours no more"
 I got this bitch with an OnlyFans, yeah, she a super whore
 She'll do whatever for them bands, that's why she mi amor
 Hell yeah, she mine for sure (Yeah)
 Spend a lotta money on some damn clothes
 Spend a lotta money on some damn clothes
 Fendi on my body, ho, no plain clothes
 East Atlanta kickin', smokin' big dope
 I want a Ferrari and a Range Rover
 That bih got a boy so she gon' lay low
 That boy just a lick, we serve him Karo
 Cut that bitch right off, I feel like Van Gogh
 Diamonds on me dancing, where's the dance floor?
 Walk down on an opp and let that thang go
 50K on my back end, I did a late show