HARD COPIES lyrics

by

Oblé Reed



[Intro: Oblé Reed]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get me there)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Oblé Reed]
Yeah
Knew it was a hit from the ringtone, flip phones over in my face making hard copies
Throwing mini me another dog bone
Whole game on a shirt, who the next hot topic?
I'll let 'em in, team, I let 'em on
Sleep, way better on the sheets
I been on creep, on petty chrome green
Eye cellulose speak
All capitals, time to hit the Pеntagon

[Post-Chorus: Oblé Reed]
Woah, woah (Oh)
Like woah, like woah (Woah! Woah, woah, woah)
Like woah, likе woah (Woah, woah, woah)
Like woah, like woah (Woah, woah, woah)
Huh, huh

[Verse 1: Oblé Reed]
I done put you on game, lil brudda
You was just homeschooled, big headed from the basement
How you recite my words for your statement?
How you out of place still asking for a placement?
I'm tryna turn all of these rappers to civilians
I'm tryna turn all of your hating into millions
Mix the yellow, blue, now y'all my minion
I done made a couple money trees for my branches
Someone coulda paid before somebody getting jammed
Then I jam, we got blueprints spitting out our plans
We got cold cut crocodile tears in a can
He the number one pick, hm, put him on cam (Huh)
Put him on a stand, I'll stand, judge better than
Neighbors saying he the next me, I seen ten of them (I seen ten of them!)
I don't wanna one-on-one against me, I need ten of them (I need ten of them!)
You been acting too big, deal it, steal ten of them
[Chorus: Oblé Reed]
Knew it was a hit from the ringtone, flip phones over in my face making hard copies
Throwing mini me another dog bone
Whole game on a shirt, who the next hot topic?
I'll let 'em in, team, I let 'em on
Sleep, way better on the sheets
I been on creep, on petty chrome green
Eye cellulose speak
All capitals, time to hit the Pentagon

[Post-Chorus: Oblé Reed and TeZaTalks]
Woah, woah (Oh)
Like woah, like woah (Woah! Woah, woah, woah)
Like woah, like woah (Woah, woah, woah; Woah, woah!)
Like woah, like woah (Woah, woah, woah; Woah! Hahaha!)
Huh, huh

[Verse 2: TeZaTalks]
It's me, I prefer the don tea
Whole big butt to fat my coochie[?]
I'm perfect, no, I won't say "Sorry"
Some [???] sticking you up for concrete (Uh!)
Big, all black, no Kodak
Imma [???], that's when you don't have to push it all back
How you the biggest, but you ain't getting nothing? (Getting nothing)
If you the realest, why didn't you say sum?
Skeptics be quick, gotta come like a sin
But y'all do this independent, when the toilet[?] to him, beat him like, woah!
Where did he go?
Said they saw your man's crying
Mama, pick me up, I need to go home!
Uh-oh!
Shoulda kept your ass back instead of holding on for what you can't hold
Cut the heels three times, I make a wish
I don't care, n*gga, you can still be where you started off, you lil' b*tch
[Outro: Oblé Reed]
Knew it was a hi-hit, ringtone
Flip phones over in my face making hard copies
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