Nasty C That's Hard paroles

[Verse 1]

How much you wanna bet if I talk to her, she gon' cry, cry, cry?

How much you wanna bet about a year ago, I was not her type?

How much you wanna bet two commas'll make a bitch pause for real?

Yeah, yeah I got 'em in awe for real

Make a bitch blush like Saw for real

That's hard

My shit harder than Hobbs and Shaw for real

AMG, might jump out the whip, this shit got automatic park for real

I'm done with you niggas and I ain't even start for real

Say my tunes ain't art for real

Now you on board like chalk for real

Yeah

Whole new sauce for real, that's hard

Finessing this Pro Tools chains, like Vegeta and Goku

Whole lotta sparks, Sparks like Jordin

Air or no air, I'm so cool

Why you tell people I owe you?

Deep down you just love telling your friends I know you, know you

Some say [?], some say lovoo, lovoo

There's something about a Lagos ting when she say "I love you" (God damn)


[Chorus]

Yeah, God damn

God damn


[Verse 2]

Whole lotta grills and tatts like Joker

But I'm not joking

Y'all careers is flimsy and blurry

Y'all not focused

Gave y'all niggas some hope

Then y'all tried to fuck me over, and now y'all hopeless

I smoked y'all niggas already, and y'all not potent

Old ass niggas that been in the game with nothing to show for it, out here coaching

Hate that I'm the elephant in the room, that niggas will not be poaching the bear

That y'all should not be poking, the heir to the throne

The guy with the gold teeth

Stop comparing me to lame niggas

You can bring change in the air with my name nigga (Damn)



[Chorus]

Yeah, God damn

Yeah, God damn