NOTHING NICE. Trey, the Stunna

[Intro Verse]
Play with my mans, then you lose a hand
Smoked a gram, in the minivan
Bitch you know the brand
I don’t with fuck niggas
Keep the burner in my left hand
I don’t brag, but you dissing me, imma drop a bag

[Verse 1]
Dropped Hermes freestyle, niggas really ain’t get the message
Bitch, i spun the block twice, now you really get the message
Niggas really dissing me , call your father he ain’t coming
See me stunting with your bitch, don’t be talking y’all be fronting
Bitch I double all my money, and I’m back with no strings attach
Niggas ranking up, to my level it’s a mismatch
Dig your own grave, smoke you out in my opp pack
I’m bitch don’t play with me, you looking funny, get your shit smacked
Keep my fucking name out your mouth, you get Chris rocked
Rock paper scissor, with the switch, you get shell shocked
I ain’t never felt the same so I went my own lane
Niggas really diss my name, thinking we the fucking same

[Chorus]
Nothing nice, cut the price, bitch I’m adding all the spice
Nothing nice, pay the price, now your momma finna cry
Nothing nice, roll a dice, bitch you playing with your life
Nothing nice, fuck your life don’t say my name twice