Chrome Hearted lyrics

[Intro: OhGeesy]
Your b*tch told me that I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest, n*gga, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: OhGeesy]
b*tch told me that I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest)
One K long sleeve tee, Chrome Hearted (Chrome Hearted)
Finna paint her face like a n*gga is a artist
Front flip in the pus*y like a n*gga Jeff Hardy
What, you think a n*gga broke? We ain't sippin' no Bacardi
What, you think a n*gga lackin'? We got pistols in the party
Eleven K, what I pay just to bust down the Cartis
All the hoes call me daddy like an episode of Maury

[Verse 1: OhGeesy]
I want all the smoke like a n*gga Bob Marley
She gon' hop up on the di*k and then she ride it like a Harley
I be with gorillas like I live in a safari
I don't play no games, what I look like, I'm Atari? (b*tch)
Do I look like a Nintendo? n*gga keep extendos
Hoppin' out of busses, we ain't shooting out no windows
Drop it down and bust it, baby, pop it like a pimple
Pull it out and bust it and I put it on her dimples
Ayy, pretty faced b*tch, let a street n*gga bust
I wanna hit it from the back, pull the tracks, gettin' rough on it
f*ck her more than once, but a n*gga never cuff
Head so good that a n*gga put the buffs on it, ayy
[Chorus: OhGeesy]
b*tch told me that I'm the hardest (That I'm the hardest)
One K long sleeve tee, Chrome Hearted (Chrome Hearted)
Finna paint her face like a n*gga is a artist
Front flip in the pus*y like a n*gga Jeff Hardy
What, you think a n*gga broke? We ain't sippin' no Bacardi
What, you think a n*gga lackin'? We got pistols in the party
Eleven K, what I pay just to bust down the Cartis
All the hoes call me daddy like an episode of Maury

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Two fingers in the air like a n*gga Jeff Hardy (Ha)
Shootin' up shots, had to clear out the party (Bah)
Ahead of my class, I ain't never been tardy (Nope)
Autographed the pus*y and it's not with a sharpie (Nope)
n*gga, I'm a shark out the water and I'm huntin' (Bah)
I been f*cking hoes way back since Top-Ramen
Lil' b*tch, she ain't nothing, she a runner, I don't want it
I'ma slide on her friend in the black six-hundred
I'ma f*ck, then I'm bustin' and back to the money
I need my respect and my jet on the runway
b*tch, run me my flowers and pay me in hundreds
House always sunny, she suck me like slushie (b*tch)
b*tch, I'm coming, don't gag, nose runnin' (Runnin')
Top floor suite, tell 'em, "Meet me at the London" (London)
Broke as a joke and you n*ggas so funny (Funny)
Me and OhGeesy make it rain 'til it thunder (b*tch)
[Chorus: OhGeesy & Tyga]
b*tch told me that I'm the hardest (I'm the hardest, ha)
One K long sleeve tee, Chrome Hearted (Gat)
Finna paint her face like a n*gga is a artist
Front flip in the pus*y like a n*gga Jeff Hardy
What, you think a n*gga broke? We ain't sippin' no Bacardi
What, you think a n*gga lackin'? We got pistols in the party
Eleven K, what I pay just to bust down the Cartis
All the hoes call me daddy like an episode of Maury