Nasty C – No Typo Lyrics
Yeah, you know I’m an animal
I need a cage and a leash
I get the guap, and I pass
I’ma vent to my bro, like, this shit a disease
I get the cake, and I pass
I’ma vent to my bro, like, it’s HBD
I ate a frog out in France (Oui, oui)
I got a bad bitch to pamper me (Yeah, nigga)
I’m the type of nigga get to the money
You the type of nigga thinking about it
Twin, I think this hoe is setting me up
I don’t know, it’s something fishy about it
Remember wishing I could get on a plane
I did it so much I feel like the pilot
I’m number 1 when the flash came back
Can’t get it up if the ass ain’t fat
I’m Gen Z, my son a Gen A, no Aiko
Turn me up when I hit the stage (Pyro)
Baby, you standing next to a star, no typo
I bought her the velvet haze
She bought me the animalique
Her pupils dilate, yeah, whenever she looking at me
Put in the work and work out and repeat
I’ma take it a day at a time
And I’ma get about seven a week
Every chance I’ma get, I’ma tweak
I’m the type of nigga get to the money
You the type of nigga thinking about it
Twin, I think this hoe is setting me up
I don’t know, it’s something fishy about it
Remember wishing I could get on a plane
I did it so much I feel like the pilot
I’m number 1 when the flash came back
Can’t get it up if the ass ain’t fat
I’m Gen Z, my son a Gen A no Aiko
Turn me up when I hit the stage (Pyro)
Baby, you standing next to a star, no typo
0 Comments