Way Harder

(Hahaha, where Harto at bro?)
Uh, Mob, uh

I don't hear shit that she say, bitch in the way, you know the bitch didn't know nothin' (uh, uh)
He watched his man get hit, boy you a bitch, why the fuck you didn't blow nothin'? (Uh, uh)
I'm stayin' strapped 'til my time come
I got a Glock 26 and the clip hold 31
We ain't gon' stop 'til we up one
I tote .30, but I prefer blowing that big drum

Huh, I got a big drum
You want to hang then you got to flip sum'
Slide on a opp nigga pick one and hit one (aye, aye)
We havin' Drac's, but I walk with a swiss gun (aye)
We like to get busy, get hit with this big Glock
Glizzy got .50 don't run up this shit hot (uh, aye Lo, uh, Mob)
We take it we keep it you not gettin' shit back
If you let her meet me you not gettin' your bitch back

My dog got hit so you know we got to get back (uh)
Niggas shoot at me then I got to hit back (uh, uh)
I put that shit on 'em they got to call dispatch (uh)
Bracin' for 50 bitch bitch we hit the jackpot (uh)
I got coke residue in that crack pot
This shit drop, bitch, I got the trap back (uh)
I got a P and the Drac' in my backpack
I got the OG compressed in the rap pack (aye)

Got a big ass stick for a big-ass rip
Junkie geekin' for shit got a big-ass dip
.22 by my dick get your bitch-ass flipped
You ain't ready to spin on that bitch-ass shit
Sellin' packs get it in on some rich-ass shit
I'll pull up and hit for a big-ass brick (big-ass shit)
Flashing money and shit you a big-ass lick
Working out in the gym get your big-ass flipped

Uh, uh, he perpetate get his bitch-ass hit (uh)
Make him the lick get killed for a brick (uh)
I'm sellin' shit put a junkie in a ditch (uh)
Shot with this Glock I don't think I could miss (yeah, uh)
Ain't shit sweet, bitch, I got a 26
I ain't gon' fuck with that nigga he been a bitch (uh, uh)
I hit my opp 'cause none of them spinnin' shit (uh)
It's just me and Lo you know we winnin', bitch

I got a bomb for niggas
I don't got a bond with niggas
Pull up and harm these niggas
Uh, same lil' niggas I spared, them niggas scared, I should've robbed you niggas
Uh, put on them Carti's nigga he think I'ma lick I'ma throw him a party nigga
Uh, uh, uh, I go in the stu' off the Percs', I'm jammin' like fuck, I don't need no molly nigga
Uh, Glizzy go boom, Drac' go bang-bang-bang, shawty got sent to the moon
Uh, uh, uh, I got that drop, servin' that shit 'round the way, I took my bitch to Cancún
Uh, these niggas be coons you run up you making the news that .40 got niggas confused (uh, uh, Mob)
I ain't chasin' no bitch, I ain't no motherfuckin' fool, I know these bitches gon' choose

Ayy, and it's just me and Lo in this bitch, nigga
I got Chugg in this bitch
Dough in this bitch
Calico in this bitch with us too
Couch Mobbin too
And you know ain't shit, but certified niggas in this motherfucker
Ain't no rats allowed around us
You hear me?

Shit, we gon' keep the squares out our circle
Move wrong we gon' hurt you
Yeah, and you know we do this and we really shoot shit nigga

Bitch, I'm taking my stick on a plane
And I got to get rich for the gang
Goofy niggas be snitching for change
He gon' act like he lit for a name
Catch up with him that shit hit his brain
Had to hit me some licks through the rain
Promise I'ma get rich through the pain (uh, Mob, Mob, uh)
Throwing dirt on my bitch and my name

Nigga, I want the money like Wayne
I'll step on they ass Major Payne (uh)
And these bitches they be anything (uh, uh)
Fucking me 'cause she wanted a name (uh)
I'm in all-black I'll wear a plain (uh)
I'll hop out the whip let it bang
When I make it I won't get no chain
Until I start doin' my thing

Ooh, uh, bitch, I'm a savage, I swear this shit could get tragic
Pull up and shoot like the Mavericks (uh)
Ridin' in traffic I got the dope in the plastic
I'm still sellin' them baggies
And I shoot for the basket, I let a rap nigga have it
I got it I don't need to flash it
Uh, uh, I did this shit off of nothin', look at this fuckin' aggression
I remember niggas was laughing