Nana
I just wanna bitch like NaNa, ay
Treated me like no other
Punk bitch, no one could love her
Like I pop bands, when I walked in
Whatchu talkin, to her man
Like I got it, when she need it
I don't wanna pull up, he gone need sticks
When I kiss you it feels like raw skin
I remember my bitch being dark skin
Whip it right up into Tuscan
And when I saw her,
Made me question what love is
I don't wanna talk, no discussion
I just hit from the fucking back
Then I'm bussin'
I just count all my fuckin money in the front
And she don't wanna talk
Unless I'm talkin bout my money
She don't wanna run now, ay yeah
Feel like someone else now
She obnoxious, I ain't talking, when I walk in
30 grand in my pocket, yeah I boss shit
Yeah she want me, I don't want, but we talkin
I just got ten 10 bands all up in my pocket
I just got some jeans yeah sent em straight to robbin'
I'm ballin, she be on me
She be fuckin in the morning, she from New Orleans, I be stunting
I just wanna bitch like NaNa, ay
Treated me like no other
Punk bitch, no one could love her
Like I pop bands, when I walked in
Whatchu talkin, to her man
Like I got it, when she need it
I don't wanna pull up, he gone need sticks
Treated me like no other
Punk bitch, no one could love her
Like I pop bands, when I walked in
Whatchu talkin, to her man
Like I got it, when she need it
I don't wanna pull up, he gone need sticks
When I kiss you it feels like raw skin
I remember my bitch being dark skin
Whip it right up into Tuscan
And when I saw her,
Made me question what love is
I don't wanna talk, no discussion
I just hit from the fucking back
Then I'm bussin'
I just count all my fuckin money in the front
And she don't wanna talk
Unless I'm talkin bout my money
She don't wanna run now, ay yeah
Feel like someone else now
She obnoxious, I ain't talking, when I walk in
30 grand in my pocket, yeah I boss shit
Yeah she want me, I don't want, but we talkin
I just got ten 10 bands all up in my pocket
I just got some jeans yeah sent em straight to robbin'
I'm ballin, she be on me
She be fuckin in the morning, she from New Orleans, I be stunting
I just wanna bitch like NaNa, ay
Treated me like no other
Punk bitch, no one could love her
Like I pop bands, when I walked in
Whatchu talkin, to her man
Like I got it, when she need it
I don't wanna pull up, he gone need sticks
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Writer(s): Jaxson Talbot
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