NATALIE NUNN Lyrics

She said she like my new shit, she said I'm gettin' off

I'm gettin' money, so don't ask me what it cost, it's on me

Got my young nigga in the field like he runnin' routes

My bitch caught me with my cup again she try to pour it out

Bad bitches want me after hours like a sneaky link

Niggas both eatin' well done, leave the wagyu pink

I done got my racks right, now these niggas mad at me

I can't shoot a bag in A.Z. like I'm Bradley

Most of these bitches be on Nunn, they ain't Natalie

I be in the lane, tryna punch like I'm Zachary

I don't want the watch, buss down I want it factory

Catch a nigga outside, do him tragically

Nigga made his name off gettin' cheese and gettin' fly for real

Way a young nigga charter planes he need a pilot deal

Bitch bad, I'ma hit her phone when I got time to kill

She confused how I'm gettin' racks and ain't signed for real

I'ma catch you if you throw it, I can't drop you, baby

She wanna do it, I'm like, yes we can, like I'm Obama, baby

Third cup of triss got me slurred, now I'm soundin' crazy

You don't wanna go and get a bag, boy, you soundin' lazy

You don't wanna go and get no pape, boy, you soundin' sick

Nigga pulled up with the green, Ew brother what is this shit

She out here actin' green, damn, gotta make a switch

Yes, I can do my own stunts, wanna see a trick

Yeah, she can do it with no hands, she professional

Yeah, he keep playin' with my mans, you the next to go

Pull up, I need car service, you barely get bar service

Every time they think a nigga comin, they get all nervous

I'm in the mall buyin' shit cause of the colorway

Could really spin this shit twice like the number eight

Told the gang, we need big M's like we Michigan

If a nigga play, we bringing poles like a fishing trip

Have you ever seen a car flip like a gymnast

Seven-six-two, transform you like Autobots

Hit a nigga from the waist up, he gettin' jumbo cropped

Walk a nigga down and make him dance like the poppin' lock

Every time we fuck, she go to sleep, I'm the rock-a-bye

Niggas found out I was gettin' paid, now they pocket watch

Doin' shit different, niggas never seen a Baclava

Mixin' up the sense, that's why I said with the Baccarat

She said she like my new shit, she said I'm gettin' off

I'm gettin' money, so don't ask me what it cost, it's on me

Got my young nigga in the field like he runnin' routes

My bitch caught me with my cup again she try to pour it out

Bad bitches want me after hours like a sneaky link

Niggas both eatin' well done, leave the wagyu pink

I done got my racks right, now these niggas mad at me

I can't shoot a bag in A.Z. like I'm Bradley