Hardest in (843)
Standard letterman, desert elephant Jordan's
Said you're a ten, bitch make that shit make sense
Used to bat an eye, now I swear I wouldn't spare a glance
Yeah, I survived and I got another chance, yeah
You said that ass fat, girl please, where the fat at?
Never seen a girl who made me double take and backtrack
Mean what I say motherfucker, you can bet that
I feel the urge to write, I'm going to tell you all this shit for real
Woah, I'm on a mission and these bitches think they're slick but y'all should know that I ain't fucking with it
Y'all acting like some women, motherfuckers be too feminine
This shit ain't hard to do but when I hear y'all rap, it's complicated
They ask "how the hell you got the talent?" I was born with it
Yeah, she's a rose but I bet she got a thorn in it
Said she got a man, deep down, that means she's a hoe ain't it?
And yeah I'm fucking hard but listen up, I'm going to tell you this
Last thing on my mind is these pussy boys
Last thing you'll see me chasing is some pussy, boy
Shorty want my Johnson, bitch you better get a sex toy
Reserve her on the roster till I'm ready to deploy, boy
Don't get your ass smacked fool
"I wonder if the rumors true"
I don't fuck with credit cards, bank account stacking too
Bought a BMW the logo got a hint of blue
If you're playing in the game with me you better make the move
Chronicle how laughable it is to hear you rapping though
Yeah, you got some clout, what're rapping on my mic for?
Shit, not your girl number hitting up my phone, lord
I'm hitting them with hits, the industry's like "don't make no more"
I mean, I sure can make some more
The industry can't take no more
Hard as fuck and only started rapping not too long ago
Why the labels overlook the people who could make the most?
Some "bust down" how that shit went gold?
Standard letterman, desert elephant Jordan's
Said you're a ten, bitch make that shit make sense
Used to bat an eye, now I swear I wouldn't spare a glance
Yeah, I survived and I got another chance, yeah
You said that ass fat, girl please, where the fat at?
Never seen a girl who made me double take and backtrack
Mean what I say motherfucker, you can bet that
I feel the urge to write, I'm going to tell you all this shit for real
Swear to god these people making music, yeah I'll mop the floor with them
Use them as a blocker and I'll go and hold the door with them
Took the words out his mouth, cause I see his little thumbs twiddling
She can fiddle on my fiddle since she claim that she don't mess with him
From my mama, learned the lesson, live this life without the stressing
I'm confessing it's a blessing to even think or breathe, I'm guessing
Shorty wants me for my paper and the pipe that she'll get later
Then she'll run off to her friends saying how I played her
Then shorty got the nerve to ask for a favor
Can you slide some money after I go into labor?
Bitch
Fuck it, I ain't tripping cause that sorry girl's an instigator
Left the text on read and now she's thinking "will he hit me later?"
I don't sympathize with none of these women cause they play the victim
"Will you take me out after lying?" shorty's tripping, damn
You think the fact you shake your ass on walls can go attract a man?
If anything, you're for the streets, that man won't think you're relevant
Abstinence has left the chat these women got no dignity
Shorty say she's digging me but can't even work her zipper, please
Tell me how I'm cool on y'all and it's one hundred eight degrees
It's because you smile up in my face and then you act shady
Run my information, when it comes to you, the fifth, you plead
Better take your ass right to the doctor cause you're on your knees
Giving pleasure to him
Giving "heaven" to him
But then you feel an itch below as if you're brewing something
Tell me what you're bringing to the table, let me tell you, nothing
I ain't bluffing, only fans is not a girl who I am cuffing
Put you in the "sex only" pile, to the side I'm brushing
Never in my life will you ever catch me crushing on you
I ain't even touching on you
I ain't even loving on you
With all those bodies racking up, I ain't even looking at you
I ain't even tripping for real
We can go out to dinner but I'll leave you with the bill
Standard letterman, desert elephant Jordan's
Said you're a ten, bitch make that shit make sense
Used to bat an eye, now I swear I wouldn't spare a glance
Yeah, I survived and I got another chance, yeah
You said that ass fat, girl please, where the fat at?
Never seen a girl who made me double take and backtrack
Mean what I say motherfucker, you can bet that
I feel the urge to write, I'm going to tell you all this shit for real
I ain't no fucking placeholder, rapping permanent for real
Talking about my sister and I'm going to hit you in your shit for real
Put him in his place but that motherfucker talking still
Sit his ass down like a parent, "boy you need to chill"
Just got a check from YouTube, finna spend that shit on parachutes
Maybe splurge a little, get my little sis a pair of shoes
Fucking with the old school, modern women acting new
If you're sitting on the top of rap, bitch don't get to comfortable
Bitch don't get too comfortable
Top spot, I'm gunning for
Said your album sales good?
Boy that shit debatable
I can rap about anything cause my shit is relatable
Not fucking with this "competition" cause I'm at the pinnacle
Wake up, hustle, get some money
Shorty's claiming that she love me
Now she acting love dove when before she wouldn't hug me
Absent-minded, I'm reminding all the rappers who co-sign the fact that I'm not hard for real
My shit is gas so send my deal