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Tylzr - Fat James Harden (feat. JAYT) Lyrics



Tylzr - Fat James Harden (feat. JAYT) Lyrics
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(Ahh, Ahhh)
Yeah
When the world comes crumbling down on you, who you gon' call?
Even when everyone bet against me, bet I'm still gon' ball
Hoe been acting like she mad at me, I ain't do no wrong
Bitch I got Vetements on my body
Why God let me fall in love with a thotty (huh)
I just spent a bag up in Follies
I talked to God and he said I'm a star
Dropped more on this fit than you did on your car
I keep getting better, keep raising the bar
My unc got arrested for serving the tar
I'm finna rock out just like a guitar, yeah
I been with Justin and Yak, snakes in the garden you best watch your back
Been balling like Harden, but not when he's fat
Saw bitch shaking ass, said I need some of that
Saw bitch shaking ass, told her throw it my way
Hadda throwout the Xanny's, hadda throw em' away
Been putting up numbers, might throw a parade
Been fighting my demons, they going away (uh-huh)
Bought all this shit and got me a bitch
I'm bout to put my city on the map
Smoking too much, can't do nothing but laugh
Highlight of the night I'm whipping a scat
Car parked out front, suicide doors
Hoes posted in the front, taking pics for the globe
You ain't own shit, bitch everything you post is fake
You'll be alone at home cause your motion sank
(Woah, woah)
(Wooaahh, wooaahh)
(Wooaahh, wooaahh)
(Wooaahh, wooaahh)
(Ahh, Ahhh)
Yeah
When the world comes crumbling down on you, who you gon' call?
Even when everyone bet against me, bet I'm still gon' ball
Hoe been acting like she mad at me, I ain't do no wrong
Bitch I got Vetements on my body
Why God let me fall in love with a thotty (huh)
I just spent a bag up in Follies
I talked to God and he said I'm a star
Dropped more on this fit than you did on your car
I keep getting better, keep raising the bar
My unc got arrested for serving the tar
I'm finna rock out just like a guitar, yeah
High off my ass, it's three in the morning
EP in one night, I'm overtime working
She want Chenay-nay, Balenci and Birkins
The perc in my system got my stomach hurting
Five percent tint on the G63
Rather upgrade the whip, than pay the lil lawyer fee
Drowning in diamonds, I'm feeling like royalty
Real independent, own all of my royalties
(Yeah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
(Yeah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
(Yeah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
(Woah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
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English

(Ahh, Ahhh)
Yeah
When the world comes crumbling down on you, who you gon' call?
Even when everyone bet against me, bet I'm still gon' ball
Hoe been acting like she mad at me, I ain't do no wrong
Bitch I got Vetements on my body
Why God let me fall in love with a thotty (huh)
I just spent a bag up in Follies
I talked to God and he said I'm a star
Dropped more on this fit than you did on your car
I keep getting better, keep raising the bar
My unc got arrested for serving the tar
I'm finna rock out just like a guitar, yeah
I been with Justin and Yak, snakes in the garden you best watch your back
Been balling like Harden, but not when he's fat
Saw bitch shaking ass, said I need some of that
Saw bitch shaking ass, told her throw it my way
Hadda throwout the Xanny's, hadda throw em' away
Been putting up numbers, might throw a parade
Been fighting my demons, they going away (uh-huh)
Bought all this shit and got me a bitch
I'm bout to put my city on the map
Smoking too much, can't do nothing but laugh
Highlight of the night I'm whipping a scat
Car parked out front, suicide doors
Hoes posted in the front, taking pics for the globe
You ain't own shit, bitch everything you post is fake
You'll be alone at home cause your motion sank
(Woah, woah)
(Wooaahh, wooaahh)
(Wooaahh, wooaahh)
(Wooaahh, wooaahh)
(Ahh, Ahhh)
Yeah
When the world comes crumbling down on you, who you gon' call?
Even when everyone bet against me, bet I'm still gon' ball
Hoe been acting like she mad at me, I ain't do no wrong
Bitch I got Vetements on my body
Why God let me fall in love with a thotty (huh)
I just spent a bag up in Follies
I talked to God and he said I'm a star
Dropped more on this fit than you did on your car
I keep getting better, keep raising the bar
My unc got arrested for serving the tar
I'm finna rock out just like a guitar, yeah
High off my ass, it's three in the morning
EP in one night, I'm overtime working
She want Chenay-nay, Balenci and Birkins
The perc in my system got my stomach hurting
Five percent tint on the G63
Rather upgrade the whip, than pay the lil lawyer fee
Drowning in diamonds, I'm feeling like royalty
Real independent, own all of my royalties
(Yeah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
(Yeah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
(Yeah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
(Woah, yeah, real independent own all of my royalties)
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Writer: Tyler Williams, Kaleb Stines, Justin Evans
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Tylzr
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Tyler Williams, Kaleb Stines, Justin Evans
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