Nada

Ha-ha-ha

You know, uh

I wear Prada, Balenciaga

I party when I wanna

And she can't tell me nada

No, she can't tell me nada

All I heard was blah, blah, blah, blah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

No, she can't tell me nada

No, she can't tell me nada

Now what they gonna say about this?

Half a million on my left wrist, the stainless Nautilus

Too much filler, now she got a lisp

But it's feeling insane, when she sucking on this (Ha-ha-ha)

I'm having too much motion

What they put in Casa? That's a cold, cold potion

Sign another deal, now we're champagne toasting

Doors open, hyphy so Oakland

Jacket fresh off the YSL runway

You can't get this, it was really only one made

Hit her on Friday, forgot her by Sunday

She texts I need to grow up, I text her back, "One day"

I wear Prada, Balenciaga

I party when I wanna

And she can't tell me nada

No, she can't tell me nada

All I heard was blah, blah, blah, blah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

No, she can't tell me nada

No, she can't tell me nada

Uh, I leave a New York nine on read

If she ain't a gawk goddess, I'll turn down head

Met her at The Ned, now I've got her legs spread

When we done, the mattress halfway off the bed

Superfly, not a plane, not a bird

Drink 'til I can't remember what occurred

I know I've got a reputation, sure you've heard

Million dollar dick, should probably get it insured

Acting like a nerd, sent a six-minute voice memo, are you absurd?

Not listening to that shit, I put on "Do Not Disturb"

Now she can't tell me nada, not a word

I wear Prada, Balenciaga

I party when I wanna

And she can't tell me nada

No, she can't tell me nada

All I heard was blah, blah, blah, blah

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

No, she can't tell me nada

No, she can't tell me nada

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo