Do Em Nasty

New wrist do em nasty
New fit do em nasty
New bitch do em nasty
Nigga you a snitch do em Nasty
Got the pack flipping like gymnastics
Nigga you a joke lady taffy
Sliding in a ghost great Gatsby
I'm back off in my bag do em nasty

Ride with the goblins dressed in all black like a gothic
Got the shooters riding fifty deep
They'll turn yo head red like Denis Rodman
In the hood where I'm from it ain't no options
Either you a cop or you copping
Se I was born to be the second option
On the block with the stock for the profit
See you the type to take the hoe shopping
I'm the type to break the hoe wallet
If you see me in the city sliding through the streets
Better duck cause a nigga got the rocket
Dressed in all designer
Looking for Rihanna
Lie to my bitch I'll lie to your honor
Looking for the opps and we still can't find them
A nigga got the sauce like Lasagna



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Pittman
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