NAT NAT Lyrics

Fuck a bitch make her cum no stress

Choke on my dick no reflex

Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist

Shit dripping down call it faucet (Ice ice)

Running to the money no defense

Take you shopping overseas on weekends

Stop fucking with your man he a lame

I ain't tryna keep ya

I'm just tryna flex ya

Then take take you to my room

I aint gotta say the rest

Undress yourself

Bitch I ain't tryna stress

Just give me head

I ain't really tryna bang

She said she got a man

Well I got a girl

So bitch what's up

I just want you for the night

So pop that pussy for a real nigga right

She sucked on my dick

I melted in her mouth

She swallowed my kids

I almost had seizure

He claim he a gangsta

He claim he a blood

Stop all that Instagram talkin' my nigga

Run up the bag

Doubled up my hustle

Gained a little muscle

Gotta get to the money

Ain't no stopping me

Bitch I know heard that

Tell your man he a lame

Yeah I really said that

Fuck a bitch make her cum no stress

Choke on my dick no reflex

Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist

Shit dripping down call it faucet (Ice ice)

Running to the money no defense

Take you shopping overseas on weekends

Stop fucking with your man he a lame

I ain't tryna keep ya

I'm just tryna flex ya

Then take take you to my room

I aint gotta say the rest

Undress yourself

Bitch I ain't tryna stress

Just give me head

I ain't really tryna bang

She said she got a man

Well I got a girl

So bitch what's up

I just want you for the night

So pop that pussy for a real nigga right

Shawty a nat nat

She got fat cat

She 'bout the big bag

She pop it

She throws it

We vibing in the foreign

Exotic we smokin'

Ain't leaving till the morning

Im bossy

She loves it

She ask me where we going

She knows this money

I throw it; its snowing

She get wetter than ocean

Fuck a bitch make her cum no stress

Choke on my dick no reflex

Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist

Shit dripping down call it faucet (Ice ice)

Running to the money no defense

Take you shopping overseas on weekends

Stop fucking with your man he a lame

I ain't tryna keep ya

I'm just tryna flex ya

Then take take you to my room

I aint gotta say the rest

Undress yourself

Bitch I ain't tryna stress

Just give me head

I ain't really tryna bang

She said she got a man

Well I got a girl

So bitch what's up

I just want you for the night

So pop that pussy for a real nigga right