So Hard lyrics

[Intro]
(Lil' Mexico, yeah, ayy, yo, Mexico, uh-huh)
Uh-huh, yeah
I go so hard
Goddamn

[Chorus]
I go so hard, I go so hard
I'm a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk (Stick)
We don't say sh*t at all, we don't like that sh*t talk
Ain't no off days at all, but we get them bricks off (Brick, brick)
I sip Wockhardt (Lean), with the moonrock (Skrrt)
In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic
Your sh*t ain't there yet (Yeah), put some drip on it (Yeah)
I'll take your whole check (Yeah), and then I sh*t on it

[Verse 1]
Rollie white as f*ck, like I just put a brick on it (What else?)
Your Rollie fake as f*ck, boy you can hear the tick on it
The way she suck me up, I thought it was a tick on me (Ooh)
I get the money, then I split it with my big homies (Ooh)
You show your man off, that n*gga ain't got sh*t on me (Hoo)
My clothing like my state of mind, I got Revenge on me (Hoo)
F&N on me (Phew), that's a sick homie (Phew)
Not big enough, my sh*t will smoke you like a cig homie
I bought a couple Gucci coats, 'cause it's a cold world (Yeah)
I dropped the pill in the lean, watch it fizz on me
Ain't enough love for me in the whole world
My apologies, my heart be getting big on me
[Chorus]
I go so hard, I go so hard
I'm a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk (Stick)
We don't say sh*t at all, we don't like that sh*t talk
Ain't no off days at all, but we get them bricks off (Brick, brick)
I sip Wockhardt (Lean), with the moonrock (Skrrt)
In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic
Your sh*t ain't there yet (Yeah), put some drip on it (Yeah)
I'll take your whole check (Yeah), and then I sh*t on it

[Verse 2]
Sip so much, everybody think that I'm gon' die on it
I put my heart into this sh*t like I just cried on it
My brother flippin' in his grave, there's n*ggas lyin' on him
His homies wasn't ever my homies
n*ggas get to shootin' like they Prigioni
I get lean straight from Houston, that's the Whitney on me
You see that bag 'round my neck
That's the semi on me (Yeah, yeah)
If I got a backpack it's probably cause it's a titty on it
I spent ten racks all on shoes, hella kicks on me
It make me feel some type of way, like my name Rich Homie
New Balenciaga's on me, I bought two pairs
They ain't runners but you n*ggas know I'm still runnin'
Ya dig?
[Chorus]
I go so hard (Haha), I go so hard (Haha)
I'm a rockstar, my brother with that stick talk (Stick)
We don't say sh*t at all, we don't like that sh*t talk
Ain't no off days at all, but we get them bricks off (Brick, brick)
I sip Wockhardt (Lean), with the moonrock (Skrrt)
In that Bentley truck, yes I feel exotic
Your sh*t ain't there yet (Yeah), put some drip on it (Yeah)
I'll take your whole check (Yeah), and then I sh*t on it