Hardcore

Ken Carson

piperha

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Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

I'm mad deep, in this bitch, I feel her heart

They put 'em in the casket 'cause he was sellin' fake narcs

MexikoDro, my boy gon' let it go, leave you at the park

He was talkin' that shit, then he got hit quick, we put him on the charts

Bullseye, I just hit my target, just like darts

He clout chasin', huh, he want fame, we gon' turn him to a star

5.56, .308, .223, these bullets go far

Fuck a rat, if you snitch on me, I'ma swiss cheese your car

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

He think he hard but it ain't hard to step on a nail

She think I'm green, huh, this b***h think I'm kale

I flew a b***h overseas 'cause she need a tan, yeah, she gettin' pale

As soon as she land, yeah, she gettin' railed, as soon as she land

I'm catchin' a body, I'm catchin' her body, I'm catchin' that s**t (Catchin' that s**t)

I'm in the bank, lil' bitch, she fishin', catchin' this d**k

I nutted on her face, now she rockin' an eyepatch like Slick Rick

I'm cold hearted, I rolled a blunt, popped a G6, lil' bitch, I'm just gettin' started

This b***h a groupie, yeah, she keep askin', "Where Playboi Carti?"

I'm goin' stupid, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm goin re—, yeah

I'on pop no Xans, man

He was poppin' on IG Live, but in real life, that s**t ain't transcend

If the p***y won't come outside, then we gon' catch his lil' mans then

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

I'm mad deep, in this bitch, I feel her heart

They put 'em in the casket 'cause he was sellin' fake narcs

MexikoDro, my boy gon' let it go, leave you at the park

He was talkin' that shit, then he got hit quick, we put him on the charts

Bullseye, I just hit my target, just like darts

He clout chasin', huh, he want fame, we gon' turn him to a star

5.56, .308, .223, these bullets go far

Fuck a rat, if you snitch on me, I'ma swiss cheese your car

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

He think he hard but it ain't hard to step on a nail

She think I'm green, huh, this b***h think I'm kale

I flew a b***h overseas 'cause she need a tan, yeah, she gettin' pale

As soon as she land, yeah, she gettin' railed, as soon as she land

I'm catchin' a body, I'm catchin' her body, I'm catchin' that s**t (Catchin' that s**t)

I'm in the bank, lil' bitch, she fishin', catchin' this d**k

I nutted on her face, now she rockin' an eyepatch like Slick Rick

I'm cold hearted, I rolled a blunt, popped a G6, lil' bitch, I'm just gettin' started

This b***h a groupie, yeah, she keep askin', "Where Playboi Carti?"

I'm goin' stupid, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm goin re—, yeah

I'on pop no Xans, man

He was poppin' on IG Live, but in real life, that s**t ain't transcend

If the p***y won't come outside, then we gon' catch his lil' mans then

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

Ken Carson

piperha

Sing

Liedtext

Aufnahmen

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

I'm mad deep, in this bitch, I feel her heart

They put 'em in the casket 'cause he was sellin' fake narcs

MexikoDro, my boy gon' let it go, leave you at the park

He was talkin' that shit, then he got hit quick, we put him on the charts

Bullseye, I just hit my target, just like darts

He clout chasin', huh, he want fame, we gon' turn him to a star

5.56, .308, .223, these bullets go far

Fuck a rat, if you snitch on me, I'ma swiss cheese your car

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

He think he hard but it ain't hard to step on a nail

She think I'm green, huh, this b***h think I'm kale

I flew a b***h overseas 'cause she need a tan, yeah, she gettin' pale

As soon as she land, yeah, she gettin' railed, as soon as she land

I'm catchin' a body, I'm catchin' her body, I'm catchin' that s**t (Catchin' that s**t)

I'm in the bank, lil' bitch, she fishin', catchin' this d**k

I nutted on her face, now she rockin' an eyepatch like Slick Rick

I'm cold hearted, I rolled a blunt, popped a G6, lil' bitch, I'm just gettin' started

This b***h a groupie, yeah, she keep askin', "Where Playboi Carti?"

I'm goin' stupid, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm goin re—, yeah

I'on pop no Xans, man

He was poppin' on IG Live, but in real life, that s**t ain't transcend

If the p***y won't come outside, then we gon' catch his lil' mans then

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

I'm mad deep, in this bitch, I feel her heart

They put 'em in the casket 'cause he was sellin' fake narcs

MexikoDro, my boy gon' let it go, leave you at the park

He was talkin' that shit, then he got hit quick, we put him on the charts

Bullseye, I just hit my target, just like darts

He clout chasin', huh, he want fame, we gon' turn him to a star

5.56, .308, .223, these bullets go far

Fuck a rat, if you snitch on me, I'ma swiss cheese your car

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

He think he hard but it ain't hard to step on a nail

She think I'm green, huh, this b***h think I'm kale

I flew a b***h overseas 'cause she need a tan, yeah, she gettin' pale

As soon as she land, yeah, she gettin' railed, as soon as she land

I'm catchin' a body, I'm catchin' her body, I'm catchin' that s**t (Catchin' that s**t)

I'm in the bank, lil' bitch, she fishin', catchin' this d**k

I nutted on her face, now she rockin' an eyepatch like Slick Rick

I'm cold hearted, I rolled a blunt, popped a G6, lil' bitch, I'm just gettin' started

This b***h a groupie, yeah, she keep askin', "Where Playboi Carti?"

I'm goin' stupid, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm goin re—, yeah

I'on pop no Xans, man

He was poppin' on IG Live, but in real life, that s**t ain't transcend

If the p***y won't come outside, then we gon' catch his lil' mans then

Hardcore, I'm goin' gore

Hardcore, hardcore

Hardcore, hardcore (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

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