ACT THAT HARD

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Can you put your seatbelt on for me, please?

[Chorus]

All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars

Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad

Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard

Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard

(All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars)

(Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad)

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard)

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard)

[Verse 1]

She wanna eat me in traffic (Sweet, come on)

I weren't even trippin' on that

'Cause I honestly just got her number last week (Mm-hmm)

I wasn't even tryna fuck, I was sleep (Like—)

She don't even wanna trick, she a boss (A boss)

She don't even like to cuss, she a lady (She—, ayy)

She don't let niggas fuck, niggas lazy (Uh-huh)

She won't even let me fuck 'cause I'm Baby

Shit, I'm good either way 'cause I'm player

And she know I ain't trippin' on shit, got wounds in my back

Been stabbed by the people that I loved more than the people I call haters

I've been through that shit, it can't phase me

I think I got numb, it feel just like somebody tased me

In traffic right now, I'm with her and, yeah, I got a gun

Wherever I go, I'ma take it

[Chorus]

All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars (Yeah)

Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad (Yeah)

Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard

Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard

(All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars) Ayy

(Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad) Ayy

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard)

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard)

[Verse 2]

All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars

Catch me out trappin' with a badass broad

Catch me out in traffic with a freak (Yeah)

Catch me out in traffic with that heat (Uh-huh)

Catch me out in traffic with a badass bitch that love gangster shit way more than me (Yeah)

Hoppin' out the car with a badass (Uh)

Never trust a smile, love fat ass (Go)

Jonathan was always good with the numbers

Weren't worried 'bout nothin', clasp the matte black

Lookin' at the niggas that I ran past (Yeah, go)

Shittin' on these niggas, I'm a damn ass (Yeah, come on)

And I ain't tryna change not a goddamn thing 'bout me

For you, or you can kiss my damn ass

Even at the Grammys, yeah, I let my fuckin' pants sag

(They ain't fuckin' with Jonathan, nigga)

[Chorus]

(All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars) Yeah

(Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad) Yeah

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard)

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard)

All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars (Ayy)

Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad (Ayy)

Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard

Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard

(All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars) Woah

(Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad) Woah

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard) Woah

(Niggas ain't hard, but they act that hard)

[Outro]

Woah, yeah