John Cardiff - Hell Of It lyrics

[Intro] Cardiff Bros. Cardiff Bros. Over everything. Ya heard? [Verse 1] Yeah, I guess we're popular now Cause these rappers jocking our sound She got a man but said he's not around And I'm still stressed I need me a pound 'Bout to go cop it Made an album then we dropped it Did it independent, straight out of pocket 'Bout to see a ton of profit I'd say its time for a tour Ten cities or more Packed crowd you can't get in the door We're poppin' more than ever before Lotta highs, lotta lows Lotta guys, lotta hoes Might just leave the show early Hit the mall and cop me some clothes [Chorus] Just for the hell of it Might go n' f** with some hoes Just for the hell of it Might go n' cop me some clothes Just for the hell of it Might go n' cop me a wrist Just for the hell of it Might f** around n' get rich [Verse 2] Uh, Who the illest? Who the trillest? Who the one that they all know they feelin'? Who the one that they all know they feelin'? Give a motherf** about your feelings I just do me, I ain't worried bout you Stop sweating me and the things that I do I'm worried bout me, nobody else I f** with me you can go f** yourself Boy I been with the sh**s Straight off the rip they know I got the hits I am the only one I will convince Don't give a f** what anyone thinks Look at the flick of the wrist dawg Know I'm all in the mix dawg Heard that people talking sh** dawg But its always been like this so [Chorus] I might go n' f** with some hoes Just for the hell of it man Might go n' cop me some clothes Just for the hell of it fam Might go n' f** with your b**h Just for the hell of it Y'all can't tell me sh**