NASTY!

(Facts!)

Running from my past

I just wanna do good

I just wanna go past

All the expectations of a motherfucker that's last

I just wanna go freak at a show give 'em all whiplash

Over in a damn flash

Gotta go run it back

Late night studio sesh I'm double blunted out back

Neighbors ask"What's that?"

I just play 'em these tracks

Ima just do me 'till I'm running 'round my racks

Baby I'm nasty though

(nasty!)

Ratchet hoe

I just wanna double down with a bad chick and a cabbage roll

I need a pound of those

I need a pound of dope

I need a pound to blow

I be irrational

In my day to day all I speak is facts

Homie can't relax

Do this one for dad

I need me some racks

I paid off my house with rap

Ba Ba Ba I'm back

Don't get lapped

Homie I've been over that

Homie I've been over there

Why you just look so sad?

You ain't about shit too bad!

Can't afford to freeze up

Look at me yeah

She came with two joints

Siamese blunts

Ima need one

I'm at peace now

Ima keep up

We can't keep down

I made the beat wow

This shit a beat down

After the show two shots two blunts

I can't sleep now

I can't sleep now

I've been rolling now hours on the clock

I've been rolling now I won't ever stop

I've been rolling now hours on the clock

I've been rolling now I won't ever stop

Yeah I'm Nasty

Flashy

Gutter boy I'm ashy

Pants full of that kush when she said my voice raspy like duh

Smoking on my opps they my sons

UFC made the beat down no guns

Udemy can't teach yall these stunts

Buster Keaton this all me no bluff

Eight years still working out in no rush

I'm Lapping all yall dust

When I get it baby don't crush

'Cause you ain't get non

Run it up had to flex some

Single now had to ex one

Next up

Down bad

So sad you missed out

I'm done

(Facts)