Nawl lyrics

[Intro: Tay B]
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Yeah
Huh

[Verse 1: Tay B]
Oh, you wanna get your money up? Come and work for me
I don't give a f*ck 'bout losin' friends, it ain't hurtin' me
I never had to ask a b*tch to lift up her skirt for me
Had her blowin' di*k from 7 to 11, she was slurpin' me
Yeah, called up ten b*tches, grab a jet, let's got to Turks with me
Half of my women natural, half got surgery
I'm like DThang and AJ like Lil Durk to me
Let's split these M's up, f*ck tryna split a Perc' with me
You don't f*ck with me, I don't f*ck with you neither
n*ggas internet clout chasin', I ain't nevеr seent 'em
I spent an M this year, that's two-fifty еvery season
I got his baby mama eatin' up this di*k every evening
I'm a God-fearing man, but sometimes, I get even
Askin' why I got 'em put up in the sky, I got my reasons
On the internet thinkin' sh*t a game, now he wheezin'
Now he ain't breathin'
My main b*tch be squirtin', side b*tch, she be creamin'
I ain't hit that pus*y in some days, girl, I'm fiendin'
If I showed you what I made this year, you wouldn't believe it
How I make these M's without a hit? I'm a genius
Tender man askin' did I hit his b*tch? Naw
Blowin' di*k and then you ask me for a kiss, naw
I'll take you to the club, but on a trip? Naw
Why you keep askin' did I get him killed? n*gga, naw
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
You can get some di*k, but you want me to trick, I'm like, "Naw"
She said, "Do you like my 'fit?" I said, "You look better with it off" (Strip)
I ain't even check my tag so I can't tell you what it cost (n*gga)
She said, "I don't know who you is, but I can tell that you a boss"
Boss hog, ten a verse, man, that's just what it cost y'all
I done touched so much green, you would think I was playin' softball (Damn)
Gave the b*tch some kid cash, and then she blew my socks off (sh*t)
Don't get your pus*y ass cooked, 'cause, n*gga, you is not raw (b*tch)
She wanna go through my phone, I'ma let her see (Come on)
She say, "I see you off that drank again," I told her, "Let me be" (Ah)
Gang not off a honey when he said he tryna catch a B
Pull up in a long sleeve, park it, stretcher on the seat
She said, "Do you love me?" But I don't really know what it mean (I don't)
I got mad, she caught me cheatin' like she did some sh*t to me (b*tch)
Buff frames three thousands and I still can't even see (Huh)
Big flame on me now, don't let me take it off the leash
My cup match my tint (Yeah)
Drank five percent, pop darker than a b*tch (Ugh)
Fully gang, striker boys, boy, you better hide your whip
You see me and Tay around, boy, you better hide your b*tch (Better get her)
Yeah, pay me before I get up on the stage or I ain't comin' out
Have them youngins sit outside the club and catch you runnin' out (Fah, fah)
She called me dumb but gave me all her brain, so who the dummy now? (Dumbass)
Five thousand twenties when I was twenty, that's a hundred thousand (Damn)
I got a hundred problems (Yop), cuz got a hundred choppers
One got a belt up on the back to whip you like your mama
Told her, "You keep sucking me like that, then you might get some Prada" (Uh-huh)
Stop actin' stuck-up in the club, b*tch, come hit this bottle (Come on)