Hardly - Chief Keef

Hold that thought, let me think

Pour a cup, let me drink

Girl you got an apple, let me touch

The police comin', let me tuck

Eyes red, my cash blue

45 black, my tattoos

Take 50 racks to Barney’s

I love these bitches, hardly

To my fallen soldiers, know they restin' up

They know everyday that I’m blessed as fuck

Carbon fire hydrant, he a' wet you up

You lackin' no cheetahs we a' catchin' up

You know I get that cheese, nigga Parmesan

Dinner is ready, nigga come get some

Ain’t no one-on-ones, nigga one is one

Don’t make me lace up and play run and gun

I’m in these streets, I’m walkin' like

I’m in this foreign, I roll a bike

My hair not down, I run it up

Only thing I can give is zero fucks

Hold that thought, let me think

Pour a cup, let me drink

Girl you got an apple, let me touch

The police comin', let me tuck

Eyes red, my cash blue

45 black, my tattoos

Take 50 racks, to Barney’s

I love these bitches, hardly

Feelin' hardly in them hundred car seats

Treat a tour bus like a fuckin' RV

Pardon we, we finna crash a party

Made a Benjamin, Picasso is a fuckin' art piece

Take the gang, hit the road

What we live by, is a code

I’m on an ocean, I rode the bus

There’s certain shit I can’t discuss

My dawgs slow, it loves licks

Go send your shots, it’s nun' but bricks

I’m too authentic, you counterfeit

Choppers start glitchin' when it’s tampered with

Smoked gelato, a pound of it

Two bitches, sandwich it

16 lines of the Tech, Fanta it

Peep the finish line, rental it

I fucked so many crazy hoes, I’m out my mind

And you can smack me, if I was lyin'

I peep who with me, I peep who lyin'

Who tryna' stop me, I said who tryn'

Hold that thought, let me think

Pour a cup, let me drink

Girl you got an apple, let me touch

The police comin', let me tuck

Eyes red, my cash blue

45 black, my tattoos

Take 50 racks, to Barney’s

I love these bitches, hardly