Naaa Meaan

Lyrics

[Intro: Nadia Nakai] Bragga! [Chorus: Cassper Nyovest] Making money never been a issue Magazine covers we the issue I'm shitting on em need a tissue It's painful nigga ishu! Naaa meeaan? Be on magazines Nigga flip a beam Naaa meeaan? [Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai] Pull up in a 4 door Audi Dropped a milli on my bus and my Audi All this champagne got me feeling rowdy Windows down cause this shit is kinda cloudy Naaa meeaan? cloudy Naaa meeaan? bitch you know I'm rowdy Naaa meeaan? cloudy Naaa meeaan? bitches got me rowdy [Verse 1: Nadia Nakai] Baddest bitch was never average 21 a fucking savage Cinderella to these hoes Tell 'em to bring out my carriage Baddest bitch to cop my batchelors Leveled up and got my masters Hit the airport with no baggage And Yes bitch I signed to Cassper He's the master Running up on him like Caster Get your cash up All you bitches look like last year Need to catch up You fucked up and I'm Stuart Baxter Actually Rashofrd Free kicks for you fuckin bastards [Chorus: Cassper Nyovest] Making money never been a issue Magazine covers we the issue I'm shitting on em need a tissue It's painful nigga ishu! Naaa meeaan? Be magazines Nigga flip a beam Naaa meeaan? [Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai] Pull up in a 4 door Audi Dropped a milli on my bus and my Audi All this champagne got me feeling rowdy Windows down cause this shit is kinda cloudy Naaa meeaan? cloudy Naaa meeaan? bitch you know I'm rowdy Naaa meeaan? cloudy Naaa meeaan? bitches got me rowdy [Verse 2: Nadia Nakai] Bloody murder on my ankles Steady murmur all you haters Never heard of, I'm your maker Money earned and yes I'm paid fool My shit painful All you bitches should be grateful My shots fatal like that shit you blow up your nasal My shit hateful All you niggas on my payroll It's okay though They don't move until I say so You want fame hoe Find me on the 18th floor On your man's face That's what I call a facial Told you niggas I'm a fucking boss, yeah Told these niggas I got different sauce yeah Fuck these bitches I'm a different cloth yeah And I'm quick to cut these fake niggas off yeah Bragga! [Chorus: Cassper Nyovest] Making money never been a issue Magazine covers we the issue I'm shitting on em need a tissue It's painful nigga ishu! Naaa meeaan? Be magazines Nigga flip a beam Naaa meeaan? [Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai] Pull up in a 4 door Audi Dropped a milli on my bus and my Audi All this champagne got me feeling rowdy Windows down cause this shit is kinda cloudy Naaa meeaan? cloudy Naaa meeaan? bitch you know I'm rowdy Naaa meeaan? cloudy Naaa meeaan? bitches got me rowdy