That’s Hard Nasty C

[Verse 1]
How much you wanna bet if I talk to her, she gon' cry, cry, cry?
How much you wanna bet about a year ago, I was not her type?
How much you wanna bet two commas'll make a bitch pause for real?
Yeah, yeah I got 'em in awe for real
Make a bitch blush like Saw for real
That's hard
My shit harder than Hobbs and Shaw for real
AMG, might jump out the whip, this shit got automatic park for real
I'm done with you niggas and I ain't even start for real
Say my tunes ain't art for real
Now you on board like chalk for real
Yeah
Whole new sauce for real, that's hard
Finessing this Pro Tools chains, like Vegeta and Goku
Whole lotta sparks, Sparks like Jordin
Air or no air, I'm so cool
Why you tell people I owe you?
Deep down you just love telling your friends I know you, know you
Some say Iovoo, some say lovoo, lovoo
There's something about a Lagos ting when she say "I love you" (God damn)

[Chorus]
Yeah, God damn
God damn