Roc Marciano - Shit Hard lyrics

Shit hard like crack, nigga
Flip cards, all black, nigga
Shit hard like crack, nigga
Flip cards, all black, nigga

Platinum ratchets, dirt bikes weaving through traffic
Twist the cheeba, my bitch whip the two seat
Grip the 9
Live by the marina, hyena
Shout-out my lawyer, Bob Kalina, I beat cases
Move shapeless, Cuban barber, revolver
Smooth leg wear, alligator headband
Money wrapped in bands, my mans is bubbling grams
I look like Birdman when rubbing his hands
Persian housekeeper, squeeze street sweepers
You'll find shells from the streets, it's like Easter
Wild Kingdom, the concrete version perversions
I've got a way with words, it's disturbing
It's a burden, so many bitches it's a whirlwind
The blow soft like girl skin
The world I'm in, sterling with the fin
The colored tint, my gun come with a twin, gotta tuck them in
Curb your bitch, she 'bout a buck ten
That's a lightweight, a mean shoe made of white snake
I wear a hardhat in the booth, I'm blue collar
My flow's smooth like the behind on a toddler
Switch the gang while I ponder, and let the hoes wander

Shit hard like crack, nigga
Flip cards, all black, nigga
Shit hard like crack, nigga
Flip cards, all black, nigga