You Think My Old Shit Hard? (You ain't seen nothing)

[Verse 1] Tonight I’m acting up We step out to get daps to us And them tracks you know I lap it up Spit the new shit, yeah thats enough I made it, say what the shit are we? Now it's time to get wasted And we probably get drunk on Broadway In the broad day so blatant Like look at me, in the castle is crooks with me Think about twenty to book with me And I just kick shit like Booker T Cook it B, so while I’m over served I’m in your girl mouth about over her At least I get to make the most of her Then I be like Casper, a ghost to her Yeah Chidd, you can look me up on Wikipedi Most of these chicks is needy, and I’m feeling baked, the ziti Fuck it I make this PD, yeah that’s that cracka crack Yeah I’m feelin good, if I say it that’s where I’m actually at Roll up, roll up, every night Sip it, sip it, that is right Let me run that midnight train, she be on her Gladys Knight And since the night calls, I hit the green button You think my old shit hard? You ain’t seen nothing [Hook] You ain’t seen nothing You ain’t seen nothing You think my old shit hard? You ain’t seen nothing You ain’t seen nothing You ain’t seen nothing You think my old shit hard? You ain’t seen nothing You ain’t seen nothing You ain’t seen nothing You think my old shit hard? You ain’t seen nothing You ain’t seen nothing You ain’t seen nothing You think my old shit hard? You ain't seen nothing [Verse 2] That’s standard, hand her To my bro in the stand thur You ain’t got no friends girl Last time we had ten girls I need twin girls, identical Yo Xaph I think the beat cynical Sip Rosé and Absolut, but I’m just at the pinnacle And I think I’m invincible So every single chick pimpable I ain’t too sure, but I does me Mi amore, mi amore, yeah they love me I’m lookin for a bad bitch, above average That be killing LA like the Mavericks She be down to Miami Heating She just wanna make the most of the weekend Yeah the style I’m pitching Conversation Alex Hitchens Chiddy on a Wilder mission This shit is fresh out the kitchen Fuck the mornin' can I hit it on the stove top? And I really don’t know why they know not Yeah I’m a robot, never gonna let my go stop If I never made it I would probably be on co-op But since the night calls, I hit the green button You think my old shit hard? You ain’t seen nothing [Hook]