nASSty
Yeah, I'm a nasty arse nigga, I kiss every single body part she got, I'm still a G (yeah)
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT (yeah)
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
Henny in my cup, I got bored of sippin' mud
Rollie on her arm, she been feelin' like the one (yeah)
Smoke until I'm calm, gelato 41
Came up off of crumb (yeah), L.A for the month
She my fifi, she my Keke, you know I'm her E.T
Lay a finger on my darling, that's a mazzaleenie
5000 on my nieces, Moncler when it's breezy
Send them shooters to your Mum's (yeaH)
30,000 feet in my Adidas
Straight Promethazine, it got me lean up
Take her to Dior 'cause she a freak, yo (yeah, yeah)
This is New Jack City, bitch, I'm Nino (yah, yah)
40,000 dollars when I reload
Gelato 41, no Sour D though (skrrt, skrrt)
She want Fenty make up when she fleek up (fleek up)
I hope they feel the same when we meet up, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm a nasty arse nigga, I kiss every single body part she got, I'm still a G
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
They must think I wanna die, LB out in L.A, he just went and crashed the Porsche
I'ma dive head first in that pussy, Lil Pino, darling, I don't show remorse
I put the Range away
I'm looking so plain today
All of my VV's, look at these TT's, I feel like Flavor Flav
Bujj on my Bathing Ape (yeah)
Sell crack on my day-to-day
I call my shooter, he be a roofer, pull up and save the day (cha, cha, cha, cha)
Yeah, I'm a nasty arse nigga, I kiss every single body part she got, I'm still a G
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT (T)
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me (29)
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
I'm a nasty arse nigga, I kiss every single body part she got, I'm still a G
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me (29)
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT (yeah)
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
Henny in my cup, I got bored of sippin' mud
Rollie on her arm, she been feelin' like the one (yeah)
Smoke until I'm calm, gelato 41
Came up off of crumb (yeah), L.A for the month
She my fifi, she my Keke, you know I'm her E.T
Lay a finger on my darling, that's a mazzaleenie
5000 on my nieces, Moncler when it's breezy
Send them shooters to your Mum's (yeaH)
30,000 feet in my Adidas
Straight Promethazine, it got me lean up
Take her to Dior 'cause she a freak, yo (yeah, yeah)
This is New Jack City, bitch, I'm Nino (yah, yah)
40,000 dollars when I reload
Gelato 41, no Sour D though (skrrt, skrrt)
She want Fenty make up when she fleek up (fleek up)
I hope they feel the same when we meet up, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm a nasty arse nigga, I kiss every single body part she got, I'm still a G
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
They must think I wanna die, LB out in L.A, he just went and crashed the Porsche
I'ma dive head first in that pussy, Lil Pino, darling, I don't show remorse
I put the Range away
I'm looking so plain today
All of my VV's, look at these TT's, I feel like Flavor Flav
Bujj on my Bathing Ape (yeah)
Sell crack on my day-to-day
I call my shooter, he be a roofer, pull up and save the day (cha, cha, cha, cha)
Yeah, I'm a nasty arse nigga, I kiss every single body part she got, I'm still a G
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT (T)
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me (29)
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
I'm a nasty arse nigga, I kiss every single body part she got, I'm still a G
I take ten bands out and get them other shotters shot the fuck up in OT
When they ask you who you work for, you just point to number 29 and say you work for me (29)
I know some niggas that wouldn't do what they doing in the kitchen if it weren't for me
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Writer(s): Adam Williams, Ricky Banton, Ruben Barba Parra
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