Naaa Meaan lyrics

[Intro: Nadia Nakai]
Bragga!

[Chorus: Cassper Nyovest]
Making money never been a issue
Magazine covers we the issue
I’m sh*tting on em need a tissue
It's painful n*gga ishu!
Naaa meeaan?
Be on magazines
n*gga flip a beam
Naaa meeaan?

[Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
Pull up in a 4 door Audi
Dropped a milli on my bus and my Audi
All this champagne got me feeling rowdy
Windows down cause this sh*t is kinda cloudy
Naaa meeaan? cloudy
Naaa meeaan? b*tch you know I’m rowdy
Naaa meeaan? cloudy
Naaa meeaan? b*tches got me rowdy

[Verse 1: Nadia Nakai]
Baddest b*tch was never average
21 a f*cking savage
Cinderella to these hoes
Tell ’em to bring out my carriage
Baddest b*tch to cop my batchelors
Leveled up and got my masters
Hit the airport with no baggage
And Yes b*tch I signed to Cassper
He’s the master
Running up on him like Caster
Get your cash up
All you b*tches look like last year
Need to catch up
You f*cked up and I’m Stuart Baxter
Actually Rashofrd
Free kicks for you f*ckin bast*rds
[Chorus: Cassper Nyovest]
Making money never been a issue
Magazine covers we the issue
I’m sh*tting on em need a tissue
It's painful n*gga ishu!
Naaa meeaan?
Be magazines
n*gga flip a beam
Naaa meeaan?

[Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
Pull up in a 4 door Audi
Dropped a milli on my bus and my Audi
All this champagne got me feeling rowdy
Windows down cause this sh*t is kinda cloudy
Naaa meeaan? cloudy
Naaa meeaan? b*tch you know I’m rowdy
Naaa meeaan? cloudy
Naaa meeaan? b*tches got me rowdy

[Verse 2: Nadia Nakai]
Bloody murder on my ankles
Steady murmur all you haters
Never heard of, I'm your maker
Money earned and yes I’m paid fool
My sh*t painful
All you b*tches should be grateful
My shots fatal like that sh*t you blow up your nasal
My sh*t hateful
All you n*ggas on my payroll
It’s okay though
They don’t move until I say so
You want fame hoe
Find me on the 18th floor
On your man’s face
That's what I call a facial
Told you n*ggas I’m a f*cking boss, yeah
Told these n*ggas I got different sauce yeah
f*ck these b*tches I’m a different cloth yeah
And I’m quick to cut these fake n*ggas off yeah
Bragga!
[Chorus: Cassper Nyovest]
Making money never been a issue
Magazine covers we the issue
I’m sh*tting on em need a tissue
It's painful n*gga ishu!
Naaa meeaan?
Be magazines
n*gga flip a beam
Naaa meeaan?

[Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
Pull up in a 4 door Audi
Dropped a milli on my bus and my Audi
All this champagne got me feeling rowdy
Windows down cause this sh*t is kinda cloudy
Naaa meeaan? cloudy
Naaa meeaan? b*tch you know I’m rowdy
Naaa meeaan? cloudy
Naaa meeaan? b*tches got me rowdy