Spit Hard Songtext / Lyric

Let these truths be self-evident

I got to put in work

You can see all of the evidence embellished on my shirt



I was copping pounds of purp 'for i knew that that was work

Popping molly with my white bitches

Eighty dollars worth

Sweating harder than a motherfucker

Who invented shirts?

Turn that fucking dubstep off nigga

Going to work



Ipod and a transpass

Nigga i was ass

Couldn't stunt if i wanted to

Smoking fucking grass



Now I'm outchea

Getting to the money that exists

Need james franco in my whip

Angelina in my crib






I'm that bitch

Hear them talking but not sure it exists

As of late i been on geeking cuz that lean got me on tip



I'm a bold bitch

Prolly smack a cop and kick his dick

But they see the real in me

They fuck around and still acquit



Convoluted and confusing but regardless i can spit

s intricate and delicate

Be careful with my shit



Hit my homies up in harlem

Told them i got flows on flows

Ain't never book a show but my face could sell out yours

Get a tour



Need more beats that i can't afford

Just to prove real niggas need to be put on more

Got that candy paint

Call it good and plenty, fuck the tinting

Buddha send me to annihilate

Hide yours kids and your remi



Ain't rapping 'bout my pussy

It ain't what got me this gucci or this fendi

Fuck them red bottoms, go cop me some jimmys



Been drinking this bacardi

Barely fucking see you

But them missiles got the trackers bitch

I wouldn't want to be you

Yo you see'thru



I don't know what your purpose is

You fetal

Wouldn't cross me either

Heard I'm just too lethal

Call your peoples



Woofers barking

Prolly louder than a biegel

No picks since the first day i became legal

I am beanie sigel when

State prop was relevant

My uncles was selling shit

Just got freed from doing grips

Ain't hug em since i was six



Real shit

All my verses classic

Ripping shit harder than a mastiff

While other girls be plastic

You say that you the baddest?

I'm the baddest around

See they talk the proper shit

But i been holding it down



You repeat the quotes

I study the literature

You think you a trend

Meanwhile chizzy was a fixture bruh



Peep game it's obvious

I am what the problem is

As in I'm the problem and the main one that they fucking with



Used to be ass

Forever getting passed

Now I'm balling

Anybody '96 draft

As in kobe, AI, nash

I been getting cash

Remember how they laughed

Remember how they laughed?



I want versace silk shirts with the works

Gold stitched

To flex on my old nigga and his new bitch

Sike naw

I got jungle fever i just might draw

Walk up to a group of nazi's tell them all

I like yall

Never scared



These bitches ain't prepared

Shot one in the air

They thought it was a flare

Peep game

I'm over here

So they run over there

I was loading lyrical choppers

They were weaving fictional hair



Goddamn who the fuck is shawty?

Shawty tall and popping

She from philly where it's chilly

In the summer she be mobbing

Modeling and working

Look the same in person

Wouldn't say that I'm a rapper though

Be conversing



I could take the subway now playing reasonable doubt

It made a lot of alterations to who i am now



It's been a very long day

I'm high as hell of this train semi-hoping i don't go the wrong way

All this stress to get paid

I guess it's natural

But if you taking mine that's a test to get sprayed