Nia Monae' - Go Hard or Go Home lyrics

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Nia Monae' - Go Hard or Go Home lyrics

F*ckin up a check check check check Who tf they gonna check check check check check (Verse 1) I'm the illest around but I ain't never weak Say I'm the hottest in town I know they feel this heat Couple groupies on my line yeah they grillin me Walkin bank my favorite colors always been blue and green Say I lost it now Im back and I'm better Just to remind em they could never do it like me ever They way I bring that fever like I'm under the weather I mean the way I bring that ether cus I'm hotter than summer I'm bringin shots just like bop let me unload the chopper All these n***as my feast I eat em up just a whopper Who the f** is gonna stop her I always been a problem Illest so I'm incurable here to stay that's a promise Still looking for competition, ain't seen none yet Only seen a couple bammas that failed to get my swag And whoever got something to say that should make that known Meanwhile I'm heading to mula these Rogers can go home (Hook) x2 Don't test me lil n***a Just know I got issues n***a Dismantle, I'll handle, anybody with a issue n***a Go hard or go home xrepeat Bang bang they don't really want it Bang bang they don't really want it (Verse 2) When they talkin Nia they saying she's up next Cus when you mention my name you better show respect They comparing me to Dej Loaf I don't even know why tho Have her loaf turn to toast waving hi(high) at this micro Cus I'm the illest Go on and crown the realist Nobody stood up yet to this stone cold k**er This sh** is easy k**in em, deceasing Can't nobody top me like my head game way too pleasing Now they wanna hang cus they hearing my name Don't compare me to lames we can never be the same Now tell me why these n***as all wanna hang wit gang f** u thought it was how bout hang it up flat screen Pockets healthy wit the veggie all this green green green Hatin hoes wanna mug then wanna ride your d I steal the show anytime they wanna make a scene Not one n***a can see me even in HD (Hook) (Verse 3) Pink moni baby she clever Gold chain wit a pink bandana Pink pistol ain't talking bout a hammer But I'm shooting my shots like I got no manners Cus I'm bringing bars to the fight fight fights Ain't behind bars I be ready on sight The way I'm k**in yeah I should be servin life The way I'm servin yeah I'm k**in but give em life