Hard in da Paint (Clean) Waka Flocka Flame

(Lex Luger)

[Chorus]

(Flocka!) I go hard in the (Flocka!) P-P-Paint (Flocka!)
Leave you stankin, what the (what the) thankin (thankin)
I won't die for my label, what I talk about (Brick squaaaad!)
Front yard, broad day with the (B-b-b-b-bow!)
See Gucci, you can call him big bro (Flocka!)
I hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad boys
Waka Flocka Flame one hood (Hell no! Ridin'!)
Ridin' real slow, bending corners, my (Waka Flocka!)

[Verse 1]
(Flocka!) Got a main (main) (And?) Got a mistress (What else?)
A couple girlfriends, I'm so hood rich
(Yuh!) Keep my (Yuh!) hard, (Yuh!) and keep me (cough oughc fpfu)
You'll get bills free, shawty, no joking (Real talk!)
And what I stand for (Flocka!) Brick Squad (Brick squaad!)
I'ma die for this shawty man I swear to god
In the trap with some (with some) with some hood (Bow!) (What's up!)
Where you at, where you trap, you ain't hood (hood)
(Bow!) 3-300 with that (with that) on my hood
(Flocka!) crips, with me Gs and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrrat!)
Esés and amigos freestyle off the dome
Brick Squad Waka Flocka Flame -ckin home