You Think My Old Shit Hard?

VERSE 1:
Tonight I’m acting up, we step out to get daps to us
And I’m trackin’ you know I lap it up
Spit the new shit, yeah thats enough
I made it, say what the shit are we? Now its 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
Looking big, 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 peace like Casper, I’m 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

CHORUS:
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 aint 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 Rozay and Absolut, but I’m just at the pinnacle
And I think I’m invincible, so every single chick capable
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 out late 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 cold ops
But since the night calls, I hit the green button
You think my old shit hard? You ain’t seen nothing

CHORUS:
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 aint seen nothing