nina hibachi Lyrics

Whole lot of new money

Nigga got a problem then do some

Fast ass car cost two some

Where my cup at? pour a two or some

Whole lot of new money

She brought her best friend like she want to have a threesome

Real rug rat, I was trapping out Nissan

Aye

Better not freeze when that mother fucking heat come

And

I'm not in my feelings, but I'm clutching on Nina

And

These niggas ain't seeing me, feel something like Cena

And

I'm tryna fuck Ashley, Teresa, and Gia

I hit so many bitches in my momma kia

She said that she love me, but I do not need her

Clutching on that four phaser, Send that boy right to the freezer

Got racks in the Loui, got racks in the Go yard

Boy why is you hating, I don't even know y'all

Walk in, they salute I'm a mother fucking soldier

My bitches so bougie, Designer her shoulder

I could fuck your bitch but I don't even know her

Roll up and get high, I'm a mother fucking stoner

Whole lot of new money

Nigga got a problem then do some

Fast ass car cost two some

Where my cup at? pour a two or some

Whole lot of new money

She brought her best friend like she want to have a threesome

Real rug rat, I was trapping out Nissan

Aye

Better not freeze when that mother fucking heat come

And

I'm not in my feelings, but I'm clutching on Nina

Spiked up that backpack

Stepped on the gas, made her ass sit back

Ran up the rack, I ain't never did track

I don't want to be lonely

Hope I ain't the only

It's some hibachi in that fridge if you want it

It's something about your face I'm tryna bust on it

I text u purple hearts and monkey emojis

Spiked up that backpack

Stepped on the gas, made her ass sit back

Ran up the rack, I ain't never did track

Getting too much money, I can't beef with you homie

Playing with that pussy like macaroni

I'm a mother fucking star, the sky where I'm going

She ain't put no keys in but she ride until the morning, woah