Nasty

Nasty for the Cracker

Genre: Rap


(Verse 1)

Yo, I’m actin’ nasty, bitch, I’m flexin’ for the paper,  
Mac cracker talkin’ big, but he ain’t no player.  
Sippin' on that Henny, rollin’ deep with my crew,  
Ballin’ on these haters, what the fuck they gon' do?  




I’m a thug in the streets, yeah, I’m makin’ moves,  
All these lil' bitches hatin’, watch me bust out the grooves.  
Countin' all my stacks, left them broke on the floor,  
Ain't no pity for the weak, I’m always hungry for more.  


(Chorus)

Actin’ nasty, can’t nobody hold me back,  
Mac cracker wishin’ he could step on my track.  
Bitch, I’m ballin’, countin’ green like a fiend,  
I’m the king of the jungle, livin’ wild, livin’ mean.  


(Verse 2)

Cracker can’t touch me, I’m hotter than the sun,  
Flexin’ on these fools, got that lyrical gun.  
Spittin’ bars like fire, ignite the whole scene,  
I’m the nightmare to your dreams, know what I mean?  




Bitches wanna roll with me, but I’m playin' it smart,  
Keep the fake ones away, only real in my heart.  
Thug life, baby, yeah, I’m keepin' it true,  
Mac cracker hatin’ hard, but he can’t claim my view.  


(Chorus)

Actin’ nasty, can’t nobody hold me back,  
Mac cracker wishin’ he could step on my track.  
Bitch, I’m ballin’, countin’ green like a fiend,  
I’m the king of the jungle, livin’ wild, livin’ mean.  


(Outro)

So remember my name, when you see me in the game,  
Ain’t no stoppin’ this fire, I’m ignitin’ the flame.  
Nasty for the cracker, I’m the beast of the night,  
Keep a watch, I’m takin' flight, yeah, I’m ready to fight.

rap, trap, Phonk, female