Nasty

Retro my 3s, Saint Laurent shirt

Handle my problems, when they occur

Put her in Prada 'cause I'm proud of her

Drivin' a Ghini my hand up her skirt

She asked me, "Do you want half of this perc?"

She must not know me, I told her, "For sure"

She pick me up when I be at my worst

Shawty in second place, she put me first

Think I'm obsessed, I'm on that ass

I text her back way too fast

Got her a truck, she ain't takin' cabs

Make me feel good and she look bad

I don't know how much better she could get

Usin' her tongue when she give me a kiss

She be so nasty, I think that she sick

Look in my eyes and she spit on the tip

Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah

Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah

Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah

Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah

Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah

Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah

Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah

Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah

Took long to get her, I love the chase

Backwoods and henny, she love the taste

Her standards ain't low, but they just okay

Lay in the bed, she can smoke all day

Trust me I could be yo backbone

I'll be the one get yo back blown

Never put you in my bat phone

When I leave, always come back home

Right back to you with brand new blues, yeah

Bitches try to jump her, I'm beatin' them blue, yeah

I put ice on her neck, I'm keepin' her cool, yeah

I'ma Scorpio, I can get nasty too

Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah

Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah

Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah

Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah

Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah

Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah

Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah

Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah