21 Savage, Gucci Mane, Young Nudy - Nasty lyrics

Do something to make me feel good (1017)
Only thing make me feel good is a body 
(yeah) i like money  (Me too)
But I'm not havin' materialistic thoughts
(Huh, Damn, COUPE)

All my life, I'm chasin' money
And so I'm havin' my way (Havin' my way)
All my life, I was chasin' money
So now I'm havin' my way
(I'm havin' my way)
And these bitches on my dick, tell 'em
"Come get a taste" (Come get a taste)
I'm a young rich nigga, bitch
You know I came a long way (Came a long way)
I was packin' pistols every day
Check out my status (Check out my status)
And I got a lot of money
You can check out my karats
(Check out my karats)
And I keep them shooters with


Me, say the word, they gon' blast you
(Say they gon' blast)
Man, this shit will get nasty
(Shit will get nasty)

Yeah, sticks get to clappin'
They don't want no smoke (O oh)
Niggas always callin' po-po when
I kill they folk (When I kill they folk)
And you know they gotta free one of
My dawgs on that death row
(On that death row)
On that death row (Oh no) , yeah
Y'all niggas really don't know what
We done been through
The shit that we done done
Just to get here, man, you wouldn't knew
(Man, you wouldn't knew)
Uh uh, gotta keep it
Low-key in these streets
Always packin' heat (yeah)
And I know these niggas work with 12
They the police (Workers)
Man, you know that shit get under my skin
Hate the police (Hate 'em)
Guess we wasn't raised the same way
He don't know me (He don't know me)
If you think you tryin' the Big Slime
Got to show me (Got to show me)
Hoin' them
It ain't no ho in me if they didn't know me

All my life, I'm chasin' money
And so I'm havin' my way (Havin' my way)
All my life, I was chasin' money
So now I'm havin' my way
(I'm havin' my way)
And these bitches on my dick, tell 'em
"Come get a taste" (Come get a taste)
I'm a young rich nigga, bitch
You know I came a long way (Came a long way)
I was packin' pistols every day
Check out my status (Check out my status)
And I got a lot of money
You can check out my karats
(Check out my karats)
And I keep them shooters with
Me, say the word, they gon' blast you
(Say they gon' blast)
Man, this shit will get nasty
(Shit will get nasty)

I've been robbin' niggas
Takin' shit since back in the day (Facts)
All my life, I been a criminal
And crime does pay (Facts)
When them Hellcats pull up
Don't get hit with a stray
'Cause that shit can get nasty
Shot in the face (Grrah)
Couple niggas wanna try me
But they don't wanna die (No)
'Cause I dropped money on you like
You rained out the sky
You know I gotta get the last lick
It's eye for an eye
They gon' wrap you in plastic
Watch them niggas reminiscin', tell 'em
"Get off my dick" (Ho)
Since you remember so much
Don't forget you a bitch (Bitch)
I was on my dick
Nobody wanted to throw Gucci shit
(It's Gucci)
I was young, broke, and ashy (Wop)

All my life, I'm chasin' money
And so I'm havin' my way (Havin' my way)
All my life, I was chasin' money
So now I'm havin' my way
(I'm havin' my way)
And these bitches on my dick, tell 'em
"Come get a taste" (Come get a taste)
I'm a young rich nigga, bitch
You know I came a long way (Came a long way)
I was packin' pistols every day
Check out my status (Check out my status)
And I got a lot of money
You can check out my karats
(Check out my karats)
And I keep them shooters with
Me, say the word, they gon' blast you
(Say they gon' blast)
Man, this shit will get nasty
(Shit will get nasty)

Drum on the sticky
(21) , 'xtendo on the blicky (21)
I don't talk on phones 'cause
I know these niggas Mickies (Pussy)
All these rappers bitchy, Big 4L
We run the city (Big facts)
Savage rockin' them VV's
All these diamonds got me nippy (21)
He finally got some money, think he tough
Now he in a bag
Swear I need some new opps 'cause my
Old opps keep on throwin' flags
Pull up in your hood, blow it down
Jump in the car and smash
Credit good with all the killers
I put bodies on my tab
Got-got your hood in my blunt
(21) , M in the trunk (Pussy)
Richard on my wrist
(Pussy) when they playin' tunk (Pussy)
I don't fake pump
(Pussy) , bust him like a bump
We at the bottom of the hill
With them choppers in the front (21)

All my life, I'm chasin' money
And so I'm havin' my way (Havin' my way)
All my life, I was chasin' money
So now I'm havin' my way
(I'm havin' my way)
And these bitches on my dick, tell 'em
"Come get a taste" (Come get a taste)
I'm a young rich nigga, bitch
You know I came a long way (Came a long way)
I was packin' pistols every day
Check out my status (Check out my status)
And I got a lot of money
You can check out my karats
(Check out my karats)
And I keep them shooters with
Me, say the word, they gon' blast you
(Said they gon' blast)
Man, this shit will get nasty
(Shit will get nasty)