Hard City (feat. Milano The Don) - Lit Lords/Milano the Don

Composed by：Isiah Antonio Anderson

Now I've been hearing all these mother f**king rumors out there

Talking about whose the hardest in the game

Who can bring the hard trap

Jolano tell em what the f**k is up

Hard mother f**king trap

I'm pulling up in that porche lit

My hat low and that torch lit

See milly back on that lords s**t

Milly back on that raw s**t

That ** coming that body bagging

And it smells sorta like corpses

So of course I ain't playing

When I say I'mma take that "L" like a forfeit

That mortician on standby his services are retained

If you in range when this s**t bang

Then you get murdered quick when I aim spit

Verbally on that flame

Serving me is insane

You know I'm swerving burning sipping that bourbon

You gonna remember my name b***h

Mother f**ker is insane

Sick of signing lames

Shooting on the same game

Shooting on the same frame

Pissin on the same stain

You better stay out of way

Bring the bring the bring the bring the hard trap