There They Go - Nasty C

Ooh, woah

There they go, There

There (@Nasty_CSA follow-, perfect!), woah

There they go (Ayy)

Southside, there they go (Ayy, yee)

There they go (Ayy) bands

There they go (Bands, bands, bands, woah)

There they go (Ayy), gangstas, there they go (Ayy)

Why your neck green?

'Cause them ain’t diamonds and that ain’t gold (Woah)

There they go (Ayy)

Broke ass niggas (Woah)

Hatin' ass bitches

How you hating on a tuk-tuk?

You a cunt, cunt

You ain’t got no vision (Ayy)

I’m still spendin' (Ayy), cause I’m that nigga (Ayy)

D’Angelo (Ayy)

Balenci' (Woah)

Me and my gang came for the whole damn cake

Nigga, gimme your slice

I hate where you came from

You snitch, it be a whole city of mice (Hallelujah)

I thank God for all the blessings and the real niggas in life (My niggas)

A hater will go set Twitter on fire whenever real niggas is right (Yey wena)

Things that I don’t need in my life (Yey wena)

Man that’s too pink to be Sprite (Yey wena)

Trap shit, I drink lean every night (Yey wena)

I be listening to Weezy

And he the reason I smoke trees and I bleed on the mic

See me now when I was sixteen, I was right every night

I was spittin' sixteens by the light

You were praying for a job, I was praying for the mob

Now we here countin' money and we ain’t never counted out

Told Pops if he need a couple racks, just shout (Yeah)

I’m cleaning 'em out, no doubt (Yeah)

King-size bed for my couch

@Nasty_CSA, yee, bitches they gon tag for the clout (Yeah)

I’m a fine ass nigga from the south

Diamonds, whole lotta carats in the mouth, oh man

There they go (Ayy)

Southside, there they go (Ayy, yee)

There they go (Ayy) bands

There they go (Bands, bands, bands, woah)

There they go (Ayy), gangstas, there they go (Ayy)

Why your neck green?

'Cause them ain’t diamonds and that ain’t gold (Woah)

There they go (Ayy)

Broke ass niggas (Woah)

Hatin' ass bitches

How you hating on a tuk-tuk?

You a cunt, cunt

You ain’t got no vision (Ayy)

I’m still spendin' (Ayy), cause I’m that nigga (Ayy)

D’Angelo (Ayy)

Balenci' (Woah)

The hoes in the videos been ran through

You a seven, you ain’t really that bad, boo

Bitches want more champagne, you should get more shampoo

I done got so much status I’m fucking my karma then send her at you

You ain’t gotta know what that means, just gotta know it came from a badass dude

I’m an animal with a badass toe

And a badass hoe and the cash stack grow

Me and my dawg go back I know but he spilled my lean

I’m mad at bro

You gas me, let it be the gas I smoke

Radio would never know the tracks I wrote

Me versus me, that’s ghost and G.O.A.T

I sign deals but I own my soul

I might fuck around selling new mixtapes door by door

Difference between me and all my foes, when the racks tell me to go, I go

Made a lot of money cause I know what I know

This flow fucked up Noah’s boat

You really shouldn’t call my money my money, call it Mrs. N-G-C-O-B-O

There they go (Ayy)

Southside, there they go (Ayy, yee)

There they go (Ayy) bands

There they go (Bands, bands, bands, woah)

There they go (Ayy), gangstas, there they go (Ayy)

Why your neck green?

'Cause them ain’t diamonds and that ain’t gold (Woah)

There they go (Ayy)

Broke ass niggas (Woah)

Hatin' ass bitches

How you hating on a tuk-tuk?

You a cunt, cunt

You ain’t got no vision (Ayy)

I’m still spendin' (Ayy), cause I’m that nigga (Ayy)

D’Angelo (Ayy)

Balenci' (Woah)