DaBaby - ACT THAT HARD Lyrics

ACT THAT HARD Lyrics by DaBaby is a Latest English song from the album “Baby On Baby 2” sung by popular rapper DaBaby. Lyrics of this song are written by DaBaby and music produced by Ambezza.

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ACT THAT HARD Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Please get your seatbelt on for me, please

All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars
Catch me out in traffic with a bada** broad
Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard
Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard
(All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars)
(Catch me out in traffic with a bada** broad)
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard)
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard)

She wanna eat me in traffic
(Sweet, come on)
I weren’t even trippin’ on that
‘Cause I honestly just got her number last week (Mm-hmm)
I wasn’t even tryna f**k, I was sleep (Like—)
She don’t even wanna trick, she a boss (A boss)
She don’t even like to cut, she a lady (She—, ayy)
She don’t let ni***s f**k, ni***s lazy (Uh-huh)
She won’t even let me f**k, ’cause I’m Baby
S**t, I’m good either way, ’cause I’m player
And she know I ain’t trippin’ on s**t, got wounds in my back
Been stabbed by the people that I loved
More than the people I call haters
I’ve been through that s**t, it can’t phase me
I think I got numb, it feel just like somebody tased me
In traffic right now, I’m with her and, yeah, I got a gun
Wherever I go, I’ma take it

All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars (Yeah)
Catch me out in traffic with a bada** broad (Yeah)
Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard
Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard
(All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars) Ayy
(Catch me out in traffic with a bada** broad) Ayy
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard)
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard)

All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars
Catch me out trappin’ with a bada** broad
Catch me out trappin’ with a freak (Yeah)
Catch me out trappin’ with that heat (Uh-huh)
Catch me out trappin’ with a bada** bi**h
That love gangsta s**t way more than me (Yeah)
Hoppin’ out the car with her bad a** (Uh)
Never trust a smile, look at fat a** (Go)
Jonathan was always good with the numbers
Weren’t worried ’bout nothin’, clap him out class
Lookin’ at the ni***s that I ran past (Yeah, go)
Shittin’ on these ni***s, I’m a damn a** (Yeah, come on)
And I ain’t tryna change not a goddamn thing ’bout me
For you, who used to kiss my damn a**
Sittin’ at the Grammys, yeah, I let my f**kin’ pants sag
(They ain’t f**kin’ with Jonathan, ni**a)

(All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars) Yeah
(Catch me out in traffic with a bada** broad) Yeah
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard)
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard)
All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars (Ayy)
Catch me out in traffic with a bada** broad (Ayy)
Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard
Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard
(All the bad bi**hes love fast-a** cars) Woah
(Catch me out in traffic with a bada** broad) Woah
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard) Woah
(Ni***s ain’t hard, but they act that hard)