HARDY BROTHERS FREESTYLE Lil Pump & Smokepurpp

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[Intro: Lil Pump]
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Thank you Fizzle

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Smokepurpp]
Jeff Hardy (Ooh), Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Jeff Hardy (Huh), Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Jeff Hardy (Ooh), Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Jeff Hardy (Huh), Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Money flip, Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Goddamn, three guns in the party (Blih)
Goddamn, five guns in the party (Bitch)
Goddamn, young niggas getting gnarly (Ah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ayy)
Jeff Hardy (Ooh), Matt Hardy (Brr)
Jeff Hardy (Huh), Matt Hardy (Ooh)
Jeff Hardy (Woah), Matt Hardy (Damn)
Money flip, Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Goddamn, three guns in the party (Goddamn)
Goddamn, five guns in the party (Huh)
Stomp a dumb bitch out in the party (Stomp)

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
My money flip, Jeff Hardy, uh (Hardy)
I drop a nigga for trying to rob me (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, bust out gun in the party (Brrt, brrt)
Your girlfriend a groupie so I let her top me (Yeah)
Bitch I walk down on a nigga (Bitch)
Shh, suppressors on me, bitch, I silence a nigga
Ho, check the stats, we the richest young niggas (Bitch)
I feel like a lick walking 'round with six figures (Six)

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