Hahahahaha Lyrics
Windex on the 6`s, birds in the grill
All these diamonds in my light, can a mothafucka chill
Take my wrist to the jeweler, wrap it with a half a millTake the other half of that, show you how to stash a mill
All these niggas say they ballin`, I don`t see it when I see `em
Know how that thing go, see `em wouldn`t wanna be `em
Black 745 doin` donuts in the BM
Gettin` head when I deive, who wouldn`t wanna be him
Red carpet at the BET Awards in my street clothes
.45 under my tux, follow the street code
2011 Phantom, nigga I suppose
Cut the top off that ho and call that bitch Amber Rose
Ridin` down Sunset, model bitch jerkin`
Police lookin` in the car, close the fuckin` curtains
California king, that`s for mothafuckin` certain
And we grow them palm trees where the fuckin` leaves purple
We smokin` all night, we smokin` all day
We in the finest cars on the interstate
And when they out of dro, we poppin` Rosé
All I do is smoke kush till it make me delirious
On the .45, T.I., I`m serious
Worth twelve mill if a mothafucka curious
Show up with more Bloods than a bitch on her period
Challengers and `Maros, Mazaradi steerin` it
Hundred street bikes, nigga fast and the furious
See, I`m on my Mickey shit, not the fuckin` mouse
Throw my black ski mask on, run up in your house
Three and a half chickens, we was in and out
Like who the fuck still stash birds in the couch
Dope boy flashy, headed in the wrong direction
Sold my first key, now I think I`m like Inception
I think I`m Harry O, I think I`m Monster Kody
https://www.elyricsworld.com/hahahahaha_lyrics_game.html
I think I`m Dame, bitch sippin` on a monster 40
We got that half bake, evidently
All you niggas want me dead, nigga come and get me
We smokin` all night, we smokin` all day
We in the finest cars on the interstate
And when they out of dro, we poppin` Rosé
