The Hardy Boyz - HENDRIXX Lyrics

Locked in with twin, yeah, you know that's my bro for life
We pull up in the Ghost, that's a poltergeist
You can get picked like a fro, nigga, show you right
Ever made hundred bands, we can show you twice
F*ckin with us It's a problem, I stay with P, cause I'm keepin' it
Watch your approach, don't be reachin' and shit
Niggas keep makin' believe in this bitch
Ain't got no hustle, no focus
Stood over niggas, they bogus Dish to my mans, pick and roll it
Pass it to P, let him smoke it
We got it all, we controllin
Can't never bend, ain't no foldin' Lou say it's up, it's a go then
Gave it all that I got, pockets on Jill Scott I'm livin' my life like it's golden
Two out of five, got the Glock, How I step in
F*ck all the opps, I don't f*ck with that
Pull up on who, you gon' leave in a stretch
You gon' leave in a stretcher, please don't let us test ya I hate that for you, got your boo in the
Coupe
Dick her down, give her pipe, keep her comin
Hit that bitch from the back, now she runnin', yeah
Just left the stu in the coupe with a freak
Play her a song, say her name and then leave
Man I just left the stu in the coupe with a ten
Play the song, now she tellin' her friends
I got lean in my gut, bitch, I'm not tryna chat
Is you suckin' or not, let me know in advance
Got a sub, I could call shawty good with her throat
Spit a bar at the show, took her home with the kid