Lil Pump - Hardy Brothers (Freestyle) Lyrics

Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Thank you Fizzle)

Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Chyeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Blih)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Bitch)
Goddamn young niggas getting gnarly (Ah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ayy)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Brr)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ooh)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Damn)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Goddamn)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Huh)
Stomp a dumb bitch out in the party (Stomp)

My money flip, Jeff Hardy
I drop a nigga for trying to rob me
I don't give a fuck bust out gun in the party
Your girlfriend a groupie so I let her top me
Bitch I walked out on a nigga (Bitch)
Suppressor on me bitch I silence a nigga
Hoe check the stats we the richest young niggas
I feel like a lick walking 'round with six figures (Six)
Sipping on drank in the morning (Ooh)
I'm the new age Beethoven
Imma do a drive by in a Ford Focus (Vroom)
Shh, went in her purse and she didn't even notice (Damn)
Stomp his ass out in my boots (Ooh)
Do not look at me confused (Ooh)
Don't make me go knock out your tooth (Ah ah)
My grandma she ride with that tool (Ayy)

Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Chyeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Blih)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Bitch)
Goddamn young niggas getting gnarly (Ah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ayy)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Brr)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ooh)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Damn)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Goddamn)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Huh)
Stomp a dumb bitch out in the party (Stomp)