M$. Hardbody lyrics

[Intro]
Ceejayrackz

[Chorus]
These b*tches know not to play with me (Right)
Got a n*gga that blow up my phone
He won't leave me alone, but he swear he not chasin' me (The f*ck?)
I'm the sickest, these b*tches be hatin' me (For real?)
And these lil' n*ggas wish they was datin' me (What else?)
And if these b*tches talkin' that sh*t
I pull up on a b*tch like, "Ho, what you say to me?" (The f*ck? b*tch)

[Verse]
b*tch, I be tryna be chill, I'm just keepin' it real, I get turnt up (The f*ck?)
I be tryna be cool on thе beat, but I'm too f*ckin' hot, so I leave that ho burnt up (Hot, hot)
And you alrеady know that I'm flexed up (Let's go)
No doctor, but I got my check up (Check up)
I'm mustard, these hoes gotta catch up
b*tch, I'm the hottest, you know that I'm next up, let's go
b*tches be trash, get throwed out (Yeah)
Want me some diamonds, I'm tired of the gold mouth (The f*ck?)
When they hear $hy at your party, you sellin' them tickets
You already know that them tickets get sold out
I'm going straight to the top
Don't go back and forth with these b*tches, these b*tches get blocked
In person, these b*tches get popped
That's on my mama, these b*tches get rocked (b*tch)
Now I got all these b*tches shocked (The f*ck?)
I'm pullin' up, send the drop (Let's go)
You takin' up for your b*tch just to find later on that your a b*tch is an opp (12)
Never been two, I'm the one
Breathe the wrong way and we beat you for fun (Let's go)
We don't play no games, see this temp, make him run
That's a KO, now he out, now he done (Lil' b*tch, ayy)
[Chorus]
These b*tches know not to play with me (Let's go)
Got a n*gga that blow up my phone
He won't leave me alone, but he swear he not chasin' me
I'm the sickest, these b*tches be hatin' me (Yeah)
And these lil' n*ggas wish they was datin' me (Yeah)
And if these b*tches talkin' that sh*t
I pull up on a b*tch like, "Ho, what you say to me?" (The f*ck? b*tch)

[Outro]
Yeah, y'all motherf*ckers talkin' 'bout, "$hy ain't this, $hy ain't that" (Ayy, I'm the hardest)
Man, shut the f*ck up (Shut that sh*t—, y'all know I'm the hardest)
Next motherf*cker talk sh*t about $hy, I'm f*ckin' beatin' they ass (You can get stomped out in your yard, b*tch, no cap)
That's point blank, you know she roll with Lil Mike and them (Sure do)
Lil Reese too (Ayy), ayy (Street)