Hauk Tuah Hustle
Hauk tuah! Spit fire like a dragon in the cut,
Ben and JoJo, yeah, we really don’t give a—what?
Came from the bottom, now we higher than a jet,
Purified through pain, no regrets, just a flex!
Loyalty and faith, that’s my brother from the gutter,
Ain’t no simp, no lame, we ain't built like no other.
Life’s a dangerous game, but we play like some pros,
Stacking up these W’s, stepping on these foes!
Hauk tuah! (Spit it!) We don’t mess with no fakes,
Run up on the squad, boy, that's your first mistake!
Hauk tuah! (Spit it!) Got no time for no lames,
Ben and JoJo, we stay winning at the game!
Better than Ben & Jerry’s, colder than a blizzard,
More game than Parker Brothers, sharper than some scissors.
Brothers Grimm story, we gon’ leave 'em in a twist,
Try to test the fam? Better add you to the list!
Snitches get stitches, we ain’t leaving no witness,
Mouths stay shut like they chewing on a biscuit.
Mess with our biz, find your face on a carton,
While we eating breakfast, laughing, heartless!
Hauk tuah! (Spit it!) We don’t mess with no fakes,
Run up on the squad, boy, that's your first mistake!
Hauk tuah! (Spit it!) Got no time for no lames,
Ben and JoJo, we stay winning at the game!
Middle fingers up while our tooters twirl,
Living it up, yeah, we do it for the girls!
Twerk for Daddy, yeah, they know we run the show,
Counting up this paper while we sip and lay low.
So next time you hear that hauk tuah sound,
Know it’s Ben and JoJo shutting haters all down!
From the bottom to the top, ain't no way we gon’ stop,
Hauk tuah on ‘em haters, now we back to the guap!
Hauk tuah!
Hauk Tuah Queens
Hauk tuah! They love it, they scream,
Ben and JoJo pulling up like a dream.
Loyal to the squad, got the baddest on the scene,
They twerk for Daddy while we counting up the green!
They ain't basic, nah, they certified savage,
Make a hater disappear—poof! Black magic.
Dripping in designer, yeah, my baby stay the baddest,
Step to her wrong? Boy, you bout to meet the casket!
She ain't no rookie, she got game like a vet,
If she say "Get him," then it’s off with your neck!
Fatality move, yeah, we Mortal Kombat,
Leave ‘em spinning like a DJ, bring the beat back!
Hauk tuah! (Spit it!) They loving it, they wild,
Queens on the throne with that gangsta smile!
Hauk tuah! (Spit it!) No time for no lames,
Step to our girls, boy, you bound for some pain!
She my ride or die, got my name on her chain,
When we pull up, yeah, we shutting down lanes.
She don’t do drama, just zeros and commas,
Leave a simp crying like he missing his mama!
She throw it back, yeah, she do it for the thrill,
I catch it like a champ—OBJ in the field!
She say, "Daddy, let’s flex," yeah, we blowing a bag,
While you stuck at home, getting curved in the chat!
Hauk tuah!