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[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
Nasty

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Gucci Mane LaFlare, hundred stacks in the box
Jumping out the coupe, like a jack in the box
Used to be the man, with the crack on the block
Now I come with a Lack, I'm subtracting the top
You can love me a little, you can hate me a lot
I don't give a damn if I'm attractive or not
Meet her in the club, then I'm dragging her out
Looking for some love [?]
[?]
Shawty so fine [?]
She don't really smoke, but I'ma get her high
Might can't drive, but I'ma let her ride
Got a boyfriend, I'ma hit him on a slide
Like a stuartist, I'ma keep her in the sky
Like a pilot, she keep a nigga fly
Like a desert, she'll suck a nigga dry
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
Nasty

[Verse 2: Future]
I'm a dope boy forever, I couldn't change if I wanted to
Got a big bankroll on me, smell like cocaine residue
Bussin open her innertubes, 30 racks inside my Trues
These bad bitches in hot pursuit, they get stupid loose inside the coupe
She nasty, all this cash that I'm flashing
Keep the kid pants sagging
These diamonds in my ears dancing

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
Nasty
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
We be pushing weight like trainers, wet the scene up like painters
Still showing my [?], even now that I got famous
Now her boyfriend think he own her, she stupid fine and I want her
She looking at my wrist, and my shit cold as a Carona
Now [?] bands, going on in my pants
Give my own self a hand, 'cause it's going down like I planned
You know Brick Squad boys go harder, we drink Rosay like water
I [?] my daughter, but drop the top [?]

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
These bitches getting nasty
I pull up in something nasty
My jewelry game is nasty
My bankroll is nasty
Nasty