Nina Ross

Lyrics

[Intro] (Real forever) (Ayoza, you wrong for this shit) [Chorus] Pull up, drop-top Porsche, it's Off-White Forces, tag shit, straight extortion Perc' got me distorted, this here cost too much, you can't afford it Your ho way too boring, pull up foreign I'm flexin', can't ignore it Known to put that shit on, it's in high demand, ho, if I wore it They really mad that I'm takin' off I be in her mouth like dental floss I tote my lil' Nina Ross I set them right on her lips like gloss Wanna fuck wit' a boss-ass bitch, that cost Pick on a bitch, ooh-wee like sauce I'm catchin' plays like Randy Moss Could've been had a mil' all this shit I bought [Verse 1] AMG-G hit the E-way, I'm like, "Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt" (Ayy) I walk in, this hoe too icy, they like, "Brrr, brrr, brrr" (Woo) These baguettes all in my necklace, chandelier-lier-lier ('Lier) He go crazy for this pussy, he like, "Purr, purr, purr" I push his face down to my box and he go nasty, nasty If a nigga get the chance to fuck Big Chant, it ain't no way he passin' Catch your nigga up under my post, heart eyes, he love to gas me Want to see me, then Cashapp me If I don't hit him back, he mad at me Ho, I get busy with my glizzy, ain't got time for this and that Catch me Fendi, Prada, Gucci, put it on, I mix and match (Ay) I told her that I'm just here for the neck, don't get attached Caught her tryna sneak a picture, take her phone, lil' ho, relax [Chorus] Pull up, drop-top Porsche, it's Off-White Forces, tag shit, straight extortion Perc' got me distorted, this here cost too much, you can't afford it Your ho way too boring, pull up foreign I'm flexin', can't ignore it Known to put that shit on, it's in high demand, ho, if I wore it They really mad that I'm takin' off I be in her mouth like dental floss I tote my lil' Nina Ross I set them right on her lips like gloss Wanna fuck wit' a boss-ass bitch that cost Pick on a bitch, ooh-wee like sauce I'm catchin' plays like Randy Moss Could've been had a mil' all this shit I bought [Verse 2] I be splurgin', ice, neck hurtin', lean got me talking in cursive (Big Chant) Nigga say I look better in person, won't see me 'less he make a purchase (On God) Now that I'm rich my exes be worrisome, look at 'em just like they worthless (Uh) I carry pistols, not purses You see me, I ain't got to rehearse it (Baow) She pull up, we skip the talking, couple racks will get her wet (Go) Can't let you leave me with no hickeys, I spent thousands on my neck (Go, go) Every time I hop up out of my sleep, I bet I woke up to a check (Racks) I'm too player, you can't fool me, niggas ain't good for shit but sex I need a wood, I roll up dead opps Watch for that red dot (Woo) Let 'em trap me, ho, I bet not, I just make his bed rock Fifteen hundred for these Off-Whites, I bought 'em dead stock (Dead stock) And if I put my mouth up on that nigga, I made his legs lock [Chorus] Pull, pull up, drop-top Porsche, it's Off-White Forces, tag shit, straight extortion Perc' got me distorted, this here cost too much, you can't afford it Your ho way too boring, pull up foreign I'm flexin', can't ignore it Known to put that shit on, it's in high demand, ho, if I wore it They really mad that I'm takin' off I be in her mouth like dental floss I tote my lil' Nina Ross I set them right on her lips like gloss Wanna fuck wit' a boss-ass bitch that cost Pick on a bitch, ooh-wee like sauce I'm catchin' plays like Randy Moss Could've been had a mil' all this shit I bought [Outro] Big Chant (Ayoza, you wrong for this shit)