DEAD HARDY BITCH by BOY FROOT Lyrics
[Chorus]
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Yeah boy froots bout to get it lit
Wearin dead hardy bitch
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
[Verse - 1]
I got them black ripped jeans with them white rhinstones
Smokin thraxx, watchu mean bitch?
I always fuckin' glow
No never call my phone
Way to busy getting stoned
I'm so damn pretty dead hardy on my clothes
All black like a crow goth gas one blow
Bitch I never fuckin' pass any shit that I smoke
Bitch I never fuckin' pass any shit that I smoke
Bitch
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh my God
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Bitch I'm turnin' up in the back of the motherfuckin’ club
Flexin’ all these racks and I take all these drugs
Never trust a hoe no I don't give a fuck
Dead hardy clothes with a purp in my cup bitch
[Chorus]
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Yeah boy froots bout to get it lit
Wearin dead hardy bitch
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Yeah boy froots bout to get it lit
Wearin dead hardy bitch
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
[Verse - 1]
I got them black ripped jeans with them white rhinstones
Smokin thraxx, watchu mean bitch?
I always fuckin' glow
No never call my phone
Way to busy getting stoned
I'm so damn pretty dead hardy on my clothes
All black like a crow goth gas one blow
Bitch I never fuckin' pass any shit that I smoke
Bitch I never fuckin' pass any shit that I smoke
Bitch
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh my God
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Bitch I'm turnin' up in the back of the motherfuckin’ club
Flexin’ all these racks and I take all these drugs
Never trust a hoe no I don't give a fuck
Dead hardy clothes with a purp in my cup bitch
[Chorus]
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Yeah boy froots bout to get it lit
Wearin dead hardy bitch
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin’ up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Dead hardy bitch, dead hardy bitch turnin' up this party
Boy Froots boutta get it lit
Boy Froots boutta get it lit