JEFF HARDY

High-Flyer Chronicles: Jeff Hardy's Swanton Bomb Lifestyle
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Lyrics

I said I'm Jeff Hardy swanton bombin' bitches from top rope

I proclaim myself as Jeff Hardy, executing daring moves on people from high places.

Cheifin' bomb grass, detectors go off from pot smoke

Smoking potent marijuana, setting off alarms with the strong smell.

Gettin' to the bag, I been doin' this since a snot nose

Pursuing success and wealth, started this journey since childhood.

Just tryna make my way to the Neiman's so I can cop clothes

Striving to reach a high-end store (Neiman's) to buy fashionable clothes.

Drop top drive slow, mother fuck the five-o

Driving a convertible slowly, disregarding law enforcement.

Dip em ride home, smoke sticky until my eyes low

Driving home smoothly, enjoying marijuana until my eyes become red.

I'm fried to the bone, hit the plug up so I can buy dro

Intoxicated to the extreme, contacting my supplier to purchase more marijuana.

Tryna get so high that I land in a different time zone

Aspiring to get so high that I feel like I'm in a different time zone.

Steady hatin' on me, I can only wonder why though

Experiencing jealousy or negativity from others, questioning the reasons behind it.

Maybe cause I'm diamonds, you some rhinestones

Asserting that I'm valuable (diamonds) while others are of lower quality (rhinestones).

Maybe cause they want the life that I'm on

Suggesting that people envy the lifestyle I lead.

Nah I think I got it man, its prolly cause they bitches been steady hitting this iPhone

Speculating that envy might stem from others' girlfriends consistently contacting me through the iPhone.

Step up to the track I'm boutta snap like I got five stones

Approaching a musical track with the intention to impress, as if having five magical stones.

Steppin' up to me get these size 12's to your side dome

Warning that confronting me might result in a physical altercation with my size 12 shoes.

I'm Jeff Hardy swanton bombin' bitches top rope

Reiterating the persona of Jeff Hardy, performing high-flying moves on people.

Posted in the whip with a bad biddie and pot smoke

Being in a car with an attractive woman and marijuana smoke.


Swanton bombin' bitches top rope

Repeating the theme of Jeff Hardy's aerial maneuvers on individuals.

Think I hate my lungs the way I fill em with this pot smoke

Expressing dissatisfaction with the impact of smoking on the lungs.

Jeff Hardy swanton bombin' bitches top rope

Echoing the Jeff Hardy persona, performing daring moves from high positions.

Swear that he a baller but the mother fucker shot broke

Criticizing someone claiming to be wealthy but actually being broke.

Swanton bombin' bitches top rope

Reaffirming the theme of high-flying moves by Jeff Hardy.

Think I hate my lungs the way I fill em with this pot smoke

Reiterating concerns about the negative impact of smoking on the lungs.

Jeff Hardy swanton bombin' bitches top rope

Once again emphasizing the Jeff Hardy persona, executing bold moves.

Swear that he the man but know the mother fucker not dope

Challenging someone who claims to be exceptional but lacks true excellence.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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