Hardest to Do It - Lil B

I’m the hardest rapper to do it

Rap or moving, them bitches up

I slow talk, I speak on things that need patience

I’ma tax these niggas, for player hating

That’s for real now, fuck them boys

I’m a rob a rapper, automatic, with that hammer

Niggas keep sleeping, but I’m no mattress

Half a million dollars, that’s under the matt-

Ress.

My chin strapped nigga

So every time you see me, I’ma boomerang, catch a clip

Hundred grand show, that’s a thing you will never get

Unsigned, fuck you, big techs, big clips

Sold zips, sold pounds, niggas snitched behind walls

Getting phony contracts, wanna act different now

Should have killed you back then, emotions in my right hand

If I cry tonight, some bitches gon' die tonight

Still with that bang-bang, yeah that fucking color

Anybody in your way, them niggas getting ran over

I feel every nigga, but I don’t fuck with them

I donate some money, bet you won’t catch me now

Niggas plotting on the boss, it’s an early Thanksgiving

Niggas asking for some favors, bitch never copped from me

So how you gonna know?

That you niggas ain’t informants?

Guns in the house like I interviewed the artist (Peter Gunz)

What’s up Peter Gunz?

I still see the guns

So any nigga seeing me best believe he seeing one

And if you can’t look, best believe you’ll see it coming

I stay coming up like my baggy jeans is flooded

Huh, you niggas is hating

Man you losing the summer, all winter my niggas ball

Like training camp coming, we make you niggas ball

You niggas need Rogaine, you don’t got no game

Clapping up the whole thang, we zipping up four planes

I push that line every day

Fuck suckers man, that’s the words of the day

Come play with me, I’ma tie up your bae

This is B-A-E and bitch where the safe?

Lil B naive?

Even the world not safe

I’m coming with the gun, and I’m like, where the case?

Infrared, green, take a niggas safe

Know what I’m saying?

Coming with that lick, know what I’m saying?

We want that baby.

I want that lick.

Straight up