Real Nasty
Ar'mon & Trey Lyrics

VV’s in the chain dancing
Amiri’s on my waist
My shit real fancy
That Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty
Pull up, bust it down we not romancin
She dont use no hands, she be real fancy
But a Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty
(Ar’mon)
I just might fly her where I stay
Press the code, go through the gate
I got habits gotta have designer garments when I lay
Ducking cuffs and dodging bullets we was running from the jakes
Gucci logo on my collar only time I’m with a snake
Told my bitch that she so gorgeous, hope she dont ignore this, I might cut her off this time
Fuck all night till we exhausted put that pussy in a coffin, Fuck around and press rewind
It aint no win or lose, and im fucking wit my gang it aint no pick or choose
Yall fuck niggas gone drop the ball cause yall pikachus
These carti frames, three thousand dollars when I’m peaking through watch who you speaking to

VV’s in the chain dancing
Amiri’s on my waist
My shit real fancy
That Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty
Pull up, bust it down we not romancin
She dont use no hands, she be real fancy
But a Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty

(Trey)
Lambo cost a quarter
Made bout three M’s for my daughter
Met a bitch from cross the boarder, if she dont fuck I might deport her
I’m the type to pull up wit the racks out, fuck a bitch till she pass out
Most known to be a singin nigga, but I still reach and pull the glock out

(Ar’mon)
Tryna tell lil bro need to calm down, see a whip cop a whip thats mine now
Lil bitch in the pit, she fanned out, for the show pay cut bring my mans out
She keep tryna tell me that this Birkin make her classy
I can guarantee this hunnit bands a make her nasty yeah

VV’s in the chain dancing
Amiri’s on my waist
My shit real fancy
That Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty
Pull up, bust it down we not romancin
She dont use no hands, she be real fancy
But a Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty

She gone wind up doin what I said so
She know what it is with a nigga from the getco
Lil baby on my line, might have to buy that bitch a metro
Drop it on a dime I had to give
That hoe a metal
(Yah yah)
Blue face hunnits on my mind
She addicted to the life
And she fucking w/ the hype
Yeah yeah
Freak bitch tryna spend the night
Hit the DM book a flight
She gone do it for the likes
Yeah yeah

VV’s in the chain dancing
Amiri’s on my waist
My shit real fancy
That Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty
Pull up, bust it down we not romancin
She dont use no hands, she be real fancy
But a Birkin bag make her look classy
But a hunnit bands make her real nasty