Hard

Beat the road

Aye, we'll spank you up

I fuck, then dip, I left her scarred

Play with me, we pull your card

I told all my jits to play their part

We zipped his mans and took his heart

These F&N's gon' park the car

My whip don't need no key to start

My whip don't need no key to go

I drop some chip, he Peter Roll

You ain't slangin' that fire, what you need it for?

Hope you ready to die, we in demon mode

We armed and ready to crank

Big charm, dip my piece in the sink

I get 'em stanked on the way to the bank

Won't diss, he get blitzed, what the fuck did he think?

Ridin' with that Glock like Marshall Faulk

Bitch, we want war, fuck Martial law

I kick her out like martial arts

Her **** broke, but that's his fault

I make her spread them legs apart

Pull a hot girl down, she give me jaw

Bitch, I'm the one, like I can have them

Killers layin' in your yard

Drop a check and get 'em wet

Lace your kicks, we finna step

Smile in her face, I get her wet

Pop a perc, we havin' perfect sex

She like, “Big 4, you fuck the best”

Pull out and bust all on her chest

He say “It's smoke”, oh, that's a bet

We tryna lay his ass to rest

Hit from the back and hold my rod

She say “Stunna, boy, you hard”

I fuck, then dip, I left her scarred

Play with me, we pull your card

I told all my jits to play they part

We zipped his mans and took his heart

These F&N's gon' park the car

My whip don't need no key to start

My ice don't need no flash to bling

Glock .23 attach the beam

These **** rats, they eatin' the cheese

She give me the kitty, I ain't gettin' teased

We in the Bentley, I'm chuckin' up B's

Stunna the sickest, ain't got no disease

Bruh, up the blicky, we giving 'em Z's

We gettin' ignant, we clearin' the scene

We can handle the business, let's run up them M's

She can get freaky, I fuck her on film

Run up on a opp and knock off a limb

We pull up shots like we at the gym

We make him meet the reaper, Grim

He play and I pop at his brim

Hop in that water, I hope he can swim

Bitch, we chop the beef like a blend

Hit from the back and hold my rod

She say, “Stunna, boy you hard”

I fuck, then dip, I left her scarred

Play with me, we pull your card

I told all my jits to play their part

We zipped his mans and took his heart

These F&N's gon' park the car

My whip don't need no key to start