​outro (barz) (hard as f*ck) lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro: Lil Juul]
Ayy, b*tch, I'm back on f*ckin' BandLab
So, don't f*ckin— don't f*ckin' critique the mixin'
You piece of sh*t, okay? This is the only f*ckin' way
That you're gonna get any f*ckin' new content from me, okay?
Um, if you're listenin' and you're in this, uh
"Meme-rap, I'm not meme-rap community"
Um, I'm just— kill yourself, f*ck you, f*ck you
I hate you, I f*ckin' hate you

[Verse 1: Lil Juul]
How the f*ck you people postin' L's and think they W's?
How many cold-shoulders you need to know that I don't f*ck with you?
You talkin' tough on stories, but your albums suck, too f*ckin' new
You b*tch left, your friends left, your streams left, my p*nis grew
She let me hit for free 'cause I'm her only fan
Cops say I'm a motherf*cker, Chris-Chan
God is always with me, 'specially when I f*ck a man
Every time I get that negative AIDS test, I hit my dance
Certified boy-lover, I'm on my Micheal Jackson
She talked to me once and I came, that's a chain-reaction
Need someone to suck me while I count my racks, son
I bust on her face and she called it a "Fast one"
How'd I get this money? Well, I actually snitched on YoungBoy
Then I be goin' home and I'm f*ckin' on these young boys
Damn, I missed the bus today, women ain't sh*t
Now, I'm 'a go home and cheat on my b*tch
I just f*cked a guy, I feel like— insert person here
I just sucked her titties, then his di*k 'cause I'm a dairy-queer
That might be the worst bar that I have ever said
And she's rantin' 'bout her dad, but I don't know, she's left on read
Yeah, y'all say you're goin' "Dummy", b*tch, you know I'm goin' SPED
All that b*tch do is talk, that is why I call her "TED", b*tch
[Segue: The Delfonics]
This copy is for Hype Williams
I've been lyin' (Perfect) to myself
Been sayin' that I love somebody else
And all the time, girl—
I've been lyin' to myself
Been sayin' that I love somebody else—
I've been lyin' to myself (Lord, have mercy—)
Been sayin' that I love (Lord, have mercy—) somebody else
And all (Lord, have mercy, I'm 'bout to bust) the time, girl—

[Part II]

[Verse 2: Lil Juul & A.J.]
She says I match her aesthetic, I'm, like, "Okay, b*tch, this epic"
She peg me, need anesthetic, 'least my p*nis stay protected
That's my greatest contraceptive, that strap long, it's expensive
Doc says "Damage, it's extensive", called her "Mommy", it's excessive
Call me "Gay", I get defensive, now my ass is hypertensive
Stitch myself up, I'm a medic, b*tch
Feel like I'm Ken, b*tch, I'm a dual threat
His girlfriend just called me "Fag", but he just gave me neck
He knows he loves me, but I think that man, he still pretends
So, I shot him like I'm Linus with my f*ckin' TEC
That boy talkin' sh*t, well, we hop out the cut like Freddy
If I was anything like ya, I would've killed myself already
Uh, your b*tch, she slurpin' me up like some water
b*tch, I've been gettin' that paper like authors
b*tch, I'm A.J., you know I got the saucer
I'm 'a skrrt out of this b*tch in a saucer
Whoa, b-b-b*tch on my saucer
I got the diamonds my wrist and I walked in
Yeah, I'm in the house, you live in the cottage
I beat that b*tch up like it's my Bop It
My diamonds water, my Rollie be flossin'
F-f*ck on your b*tch, she eat my di*k with the Bop It's
Your b*tch on me she wanna eat my V-p*ss
Wanna top you out, my B, better keep it
You're in her DMs, and we playin' "Seen it"
Eat up the pus*y and it tastes like Cheez-Its
b*tch, I don't even know who Lil Keed is
Your b*tch, she givin' me brain like a genius
I love sippin' lean, I pour up a liter
Your b*tch do what I say, 'cause I'm a leader
I f*ck your b*tch and then I go delete her
Call me a "Zombie", the way I wanna eat her
Money all lookin' like leaves, I'm a tree-er
I only f*ck b*tches when they in trios
Chop' been takin' a ton I'm like Diko
Um, your b*tch is a freak, oh
Your b*tch come over, I f*ck that b*tch in the motel, b*tch
I get the money, I go get it
W-was gonna quit music till mol$ said it
All your fans are on f*ckin' Reddit
Trappin' out in mom's basement
Pro'lly watchin' Mom's Basement
They beggin' you for a placement
They love the numbers, it's blatant
Ah, sh*t, uh-huh, I only like white diamonds, I'm racist
I f*ck your b*tch while I'm wearin' my screws, b*tch
You are a b*tch, I don't f*ck with them lame b*tches
I'm makin' bank, b*tch, I'm makin' them bank-riches
All of y'all broke, I ain't speakin' that language
I got so much money, I'm makin' the bank richer, huh
She don't wanna f*ck you 'cause your name is "Richard"
My diamonds wet like a fisherman
Run up on me, I fan him, I just kill your man
b*tch, I've been ballin' your b*tch call me "Billiards"
b*tch, I've been ballin', I got VVS, I'm all blessed
All of you b*tches, you know I'm the best
Run up on me, I'll shoot you in the chest
Diamonds on me, and I pull up, I'm wearin' Prada