VS EVERYBODY lyrics

by

NASAAN


[Intro]
Ayy, ayy (Ooh), ayy, ayy, ayy (Ooh)
Ayy, ayy (Ooh), ayy, ayy, ayy (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
What up with it?
Don't come in the whip, I got guns in it
Give her di*k and two balls, tell her juggle it
They want smoke I'm inhaling and puffing it
And its “Fear The Four” gang sh*t, take sh*t
Never replace sh*t, move like the government
Shoot a Glock 'til it's hot, I need oven mitts
Take the sweat out the gloves, make her guzzle it
Take a 10 out the bank and I triple it
And my diamonds wet, water, come dip in it
White girl like, “He sexy and ignorant”
Her boyfriend strеssed smoking a cigarette
Shawty brokе as a joke, ain't fixing it
I’ma cop a Lambo and hit licks in it
I get rich, it won’t be by coincidence
Really do this rap sh*t, boy I live for this

[Chorus]
Everyday its like, “Where he from?”
“Do he bang?” “Is he gay?” “He take molly?”
“Think that boy illuminati?”
Feel like me verse everybody
Like Saan this and that, and he can’t rap
b*tch, I don't care about it
[Post-Chorus]
Ayy, n*gga try to play me while I’m strapped?
I bet you hear about it
Cool with none of these rap n*ggas my age
They too weird-body
I'm the best sh*t to happen in rap right now
b*tch, let's be clear about it, “But what about–"
b*tch shut up, cheer about it

[Skit]
Function News reporting live
What you see behind me right now are a bunch of f*cking as*h*les
Stealing from adult pornstar turned rapper donkey-di*k
Also known by his stage name, NASAAN
There was a really big feature on this song
But it is unfortunately gone forever

[Verse 2]
What the f*ck really wrong with these n*ggas
They lucky I didn’t have the pole on me OT
I woulda slid down and caught all of you n*ggas
Woulda shot all of you n*ggas
A dummy, I need a neurologist, n*gga
And I got a di*k pic on that laptop
Let it leak dawg, it's no biggie
My di*k kinda bigger
Hmm, slick? n*gga im slicker
I gotta watch how I move, I’m bigger
Don’t care if you Black, or you White, or you ginger
You not my n*gga and you not my n*gga
Ew, okay? Lets end it with that
They got me, y’all get it, let's get back to rap
I was f*cking this ho in Atlanta
She couldn’t make me nut, had to fake it, I spit on her back
Most of you n*ggas is wack
How bruh having more than me yet n*ggas envy me?
Im out in D-E-T, my city MVP
Said f*ck a DDG, n*gga my mini me
Lil bruh my son, but I'm Charles Flenory
Do what I do, give a f*ck if you agree with me
Shout out your mother, know she believe in me
Hmm? A step dad thats what I’m finna be
[Chorus]
Everyday its like, “Where he from?”
“Do he bang?” “Is he gay?” “He take molly?”
“Think that boy illuminati?”
Feel like me verse everybody
Like Saan this and that, and he can’t rap
b*tch, I don't care about it
Psyching out on everybody
b*tch, it's me verse everybody
Like, “Where he from?”
“Do he bang?” “Is he gay?” “He take molly?”
“Think that boy illuminati?”
Feel like me verse everybody
Like Saan this and that, and he can’t rap
b*tch, I don't care about it
Psyching out on everybody
b*tch, it's me verse everybody
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