Hard Knock versuri

Versuri slayr – Hard Knock lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Half Blood, you should know where we at (Half Blood)
Might go my whole damn life with no tats (Wow)
C-coupe so rad, got hoes in the back (Wow)
Sweeping these niggas right up, no Dex
I’m ‘bout to pop me a bean on this track (Pop one)
I’m ‘bout to pop me a bean on this track (Pop one)
Y’all let ‘em bullshit, why?
Y’all let ‘em bullshit, why? (slayr)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m getting fried like a Krabby Patty (Let’s do it)
Hard knock life, yeah, shoutout Annie
Shawty a freak, she got black panties
Pockets get stronger, yeah, they not natty
Fresh as hell, I’m peppermint patty
Tryna win my love back likе it’s Great Gatsby
Thought I’d shoot, yeah, that’s what make my Drac’ happy
Thought I’d shoot, yеah, that’s what make my Drac’ happy

[Chorus]
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C, Drac’
D-R-A-C, Drac’
D-R-A-C, Drac’
D-R-A-C, D-D-D-Drac’

[Verse 2]
And I don’t wanna fall down
Ain’t enough, I gotta give my all now
Think you tough, but you cannot get all now
Private stuff, so you don’t see me all down
So you don’t see me all sad
Time is still ticking and I gotta call back
Shawty, Miss Thickums, what you do with all that?
Ball, I gotta pick it up, I’m never gon’ pass
Uh, them niggas at the top, they all ass
And she know I love the top from her ass
Brand new wrist, I go G-Shock on y’all ass
Now this it, I can’t talk to your ass
Ge-ge-get in it, we going digital
Talking high, but I bet you not physical
I got rocks in these, I ain’t your typical
You a hustler with issue residuals
You can talk, but I look at you pitiful
Getting popped with this drank, I’m an imbecile
I’m the one and I ain’t even finished school
These my sons of work, cut the umbilical

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m getting fried like a Krabby Patty (Go)
Hard knock life, yeah, shoutout Annie (Woah)
Shawty a freak, she got black panties (Woah)
Pockets get stronger, yeah, they not natty (Woah)
Fresh as hell, I’m peppermint patty (Woah)
Tryna win my love back like it’s Great Gatsby (Chyeah)
Thought I’d shoot, yeah, that’s what make my Drac’ happy (Chyeah)
Thought I’d shoot, yeah, that’s what make my Drac’ happy (Chyeah, chyeah)

[Chorus]
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C-O, Drac’
D-R-A-C, Drac’
D-R-A-C, D-Drac’
D-R-A-C, Drac’
D-R-A-C, D-D-D-Drac’

[Outro]
It’s big slayr out the bitty, not the little one
Y’all really late to the function, it’s time to tap in
It’s been slayr, it’s been slayr since Gaia, it’s been slayr since Stay Safe
Like „FOURTH GEAR CYPHER” was not a one time, like
You really him, like, come on now, what are y’all talkin’ about? Get your stocks
What are you doin’ if you don’t got none? You’re broke
You gotta be on that side, you broke
You gotta be, that’s simply the case bro
Y’all gotta stay up, like, what are you talking about? It’s been him