
Not Hard ft. BluestripzBandit Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
If I want her I can get her that shit is not hard
Where the money yeah I want it Where do I Start
Side nigga aint no loving playing my part
I sent a bitch a hundred sign I don't like hearts
I sent that bitch that one emoji because I want that
I didn't listen to that shit because it Aint facts
You the type to snitch on niggas man I hate rats
We ain't got no Wok sipping Ajax
Catch a loser nigga where the fuck his face at
And I don't even wear a hat bitch I hate cap
Nigga said he's a what?
Where the apes at
And all these bitches in my phone man I hate that
And all this bread in my pocket I can't walk right
Sorry mama did her wrong but it's all right
I'm sipping lean hiding pain from them long nights
Hit the boy then he died had a strong Fight
Nigga
If I want her I can get her that shit is not hard
Where the money yeah I want it where do I Start
Side nigga aint no loving playing my part
I sent a bitch a hundred sign i don't like hearts
I sent that bitch that one emoji because I want that
I didn't listen to that shit because it Aint facts
You the type to snitch on niggas man I hate rats
We ain't got no Wok sipping Ajax
Fuck un huh
Yeah I like Amiri's but I been feelings trues lately
Yeah I fucked up but im in love with you Baby
Twenty Twenty scat I can make it vroom go crazy
Pull it off the lot I aint need to make no payments
Took a L I went to flock, back to basics
Three niggas three Kay's, it cannot be racist
Roller bitch called me up, said I'ma make it
Dread head John Wick like I'm Jamaican
I can hit the road back to back I don't need you Sliding
With a drake And my pants say evisu
I can crack a chink in one day I don't need two
Gallery spelled on my shirt and my jeans too
Automatic motion all my niggas getting to it
Billionaire boys nah for real don't got to prove it
I then did it all and i'm still gone do it
You then bought the gun and aint still went to use it?
I'm a drank head went down for a flock
Ain't say a thing that's what the paper said
Got Some real niggas sipping act out in bank head
My prices going crazy fucked around left the bank dead
Nah nigga bust the whole bank Out
Say you getting money?
Let me see some paper now
Stuff em in trunk blindfolds and tape Mouth
Beating on my chest don't make me bring the apes out