[Intro: Ha$htag Hay]
Ayy, I was really in my room the other day thinkin' like, bro, this beat really got me in a chokehold, like
For real
Ayy
When I say Ha$htag, don't forget to put the money sign on the S
Motherfucker (Ha$htag, nigga)
[Verse 1: Ha$htag Hay]
This beat really got me in a chokehold
She want me put my hands on her neck, but I don't choke hoes
I quit puttin' whole boy in 'em, 'cause it mix souls
I had to take the condom with me when I dipped, she like to poke holes
I'm goin' seventy-five down Fiеld, like to buss hoes
If you with me, I'ma takе care, but I don't trust hoes
Niggas really out here watchin', better clutch pole
If I get your feet and nails done, I'ma suck toes
Blowin' three-five, Cream Pie, nigga mind gone
Cut the lights off the Charger, watch me go in ghost mode
Ice on my wrist, it was dipped in snowglobe
You might wanna sit this one out with J. Cole
Gotta grind every day 'cause they penalize no-shows
I gotta go to work, I want a Capital, all pros
I really want some top of the head, call it GoPro
Shawty did a three-sixty on it, no-scope
Now all I think about is money, I can't fold
Few dollars high— ah, my pockets swole
Throw incomplete shots downfield and punch goals
We'll up the score score with four-four, makin' punch bowls
Ayy, I was really in my room the other day thinkin' like, bro, this beat really got me in a chokehold, like
For real
Ayy
When I say Ha$htag, don't forget to put the money sign on the S
Motherfucker (Ha$htag, nigga)
[Verse 1: Ha$htag Hay]
This beat really got me in a chokehold
She want me put my hands on her neck, but I don't choke hoes
I quit puttin' whole boy in 'em, 'cause it mix souls
I had to take the condom with me when I dipped, she like to poke holes
I'm goin' seventy-five down Fiеld, like to buss hoes
If you with me, I'ma takе care, but I don't trust hoes
Niggas really out here watchin', better clutch pole
If I get your feet and nails done, I'ma suck toes
Blowin' three-five, Cream Pie, nigga mind gone
Cut the lights off the Charger, watch me go in ghost mode
Ice on my wrist, it was dipped in snowglobe
You might wanna sit this one out with J. Cole
Gotta grind every day 'cause they penalize no-shows
I gotta go to work, I want a Capital, all pros
I really want some top of the head, call it GoPro
Shawty did a three-sixty on it, no-scope
Now all I think about is money, I can't fold
Few dollars high— ah, my pockets swole
Throw incomplete shots downfield and punch goals
We'll up the score score with four-four, makin' punch bowls
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