Nasty C – Aye (feat. Blxckie & Emtee) Lyrics

Nasty C – Aye (feat. Blxckie & Emtee) Lyrics
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Nasty C (feat. Blxckie & Emtee)
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    "Aye." - Nasty C (feat. Blxckie & Emtee)

    Album: Ivyson Army Tour Mixtape
    Track No: 02
    Yeah
    Tryna figure out how to go about it
    I see right through these cappin' ****, still got the nerve to lie about it
    My slime don't mess with you and it's no question, I'ma co-sign it
    Hoppin' out the matte-black in that all black, fam, I'm ghost ridin'
    Fuck it, make the cash backflip, no hands, I get entertained by it
    Said she fuckin' with the ad-libs and the way I kinda have a slang 'bout it
    Making sure the flow make them hoes choreo', yeah, let them dance 'bout it
    Going to the fam, to be honest the only time I been a real cash out
    Checking out all my needs like what's the fee? It's cool, you can put it on me
    Checking out silver feeds, so it shinin', yeah, you can put that on me
    Acquainted with some pilots, let's go private, I'm 'bout to get on cheap
    She think I'm her stylist, bitch, you wildin', you ain't never bet on me
    I'm with the dogs in the ghetto, deep
    I smell good, but I shit on beats
    These hoes just can't get off me
    Suck me till I get off, beat
    Should I go Roley, Patek or AP?
    Aye, I wanna just get all three
    I hop in Mercedes and heat up the seats
    And that bitch say, "Hello, C"
    I'm in the cut like a editor
    I'm getting racks in the metaverse, yeah
    Any bitch I made a ex, the next **** met with a better her, yeah
    I'm fallin' in love with designer
    When Virgil died I was hella hurt
    I lied about kicking the cup
    Just the other day I was on hella Percs
    She never met me, then she never met a jerk
    7 AM is my get out of bed alert
    Yeah, get to the bread alert
    Okay, gimme some head alert
    Aye, get to the bread alert
    All of the hating, it never works
    Bitches ignore and I'm never hurt
    I've gotta get to the cheddar first
    Aye, say you've got more money than big hustle
    Okay
    Say you've got the honeys and the muscle
    Okay
    You're an influencer on the 'Gram
    Okay
    She acting like she don't know who I am
    Okay
    I'm way too important to be kickin' shit
    I'm not taking orders, jumping borders, taking trips and shit
    Damn, I need a big bag just so I can flip this shit
    Take my family shopping just to watch 'em picking shit
    Aye, I can't lose my focus, I quit acting bogus
    Gather all my soldiers (Yeah) 'cause we taking over
    Keepin' it all on the low
    I stay on the grind, it hits like a chorus, aye
    Fuck it, I jump in the crowd
    I'm shifting the wave, I'm flippin' the culture, aye
    Okay
    Okay
    You're an influencer on the 'Gram
    Okay

    Writer(s): Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo, Sihle Sithole, Mthembeni Ndevu & Lario Dylan Voorslag.

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