Nasty NAV

[Intro]
Woah

[Verse 1]
Retro my 3s, Saint Laurent shirt
Handle my problems when they occur (Woah)
Put her in Prada 'cause I'm proud of her
Drivin' the 'Ghini, my hand up her skirt (Woah)
She ask me, "Do you want half of this Perc'?"
She must not know me, I told her, "For sure"
She pick me up when I be at my worst
Shawty in second place, she put me first
Think I'm obsessed, I'm on that ass
I text her back way too fast
Got her a truck, she ain't takin' cabs
Make me feel good and she look bad
I don't know how much better she could get
Usin' her tongue when she give me a kiss
She be so nasty, I think that she sick
Look in my eyes and she spit on the tip (Nasty)

[Chorus]
Nasty, when I shoot, she gon' catch me, yeah (Yeah, let's go)
Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah
Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah (Yeah)
Attach me, feelings I get, attach me, yeah (Nasty)
Nasty, when I shoot, she gon' catch me, yeah (Let's go)
Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah
Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah (Yeah)
Attach me, feelings I get, attach me, yeah