Nasty

Check it, all you bitch niggas think you can rap

white kid from saint joe, but think youre trap

bro, you dont move weight

lets get this straight

I aint tryna diss on yall

I rip up the rap game from summer to fall

dont waste my time, playin basketball

im just tellin you whats real

just cause you can rap, dosent mean I feel

around here, im the rap king

bitch niggas need to kneel

cause I got the loud pack and a strap

went to collect, told the lil homie to hang back

put the 40 to his head, shoulda heard his head crack

damn straight, im slayin on this track

it was like, boom clack I came with a smack

told you I was a white kid with flow now you know thats fact

fuckboy, clean up your act

I want well I got it

I coulda never had it but I have it

everytime I saw that booty, I wanted to grab it

not I got it, so I straight snatchet

so, lets bury the hatchet

you keep fuckin them hoes I label ratchet

go on and tap it

but know, I blast past it

all my verses, are already labeledds classic

I tried to tell you once man

spittin some shit verse helped me realize my plan

so now, its like damn

didnt see that comin, it came with a slam

Nick slicing the nasty beat up like some fuckin ham

he keeps goin, god damn

got a problem

here I am

Gotta bad lil chick

you wanna take a pic

try steal my bitch bro, you got me bent

shes an angel, straight heaven sent

Fuck with her, ill have you screamin medic kit

im out

 

 

 

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Im out...p

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