Nasty Juice - Nasty Gang (feat. Zet Legacy) Lyrics

Nasty gang nasty gang
Im on set with my gang
Getting jiggy getting jiggy (yeah)
Yea yea getting money

Puffin' the juice, what it do
Honestly do what I do
Riding thru I balllin on you
This money tree keep falling on too
Yea quarter mill in a week yea
I dont see why you hate
Work hard, get paid
Work smart get paid yah
For the money ima beast
All my peeps gotta eat
Supremes on a fleek
Nikes on my feet
News vans every week
They gotta know, we in control
New pulse is to ready go
Puffin and blowin them Os
Swerfing the street we the king of the road
Pushing that key hear that engine roar
I hear the people they wanting for more
We got the juice, we got the mod
Flava on flava still plenty to go
And we got em all, we stackin tall
We talking couple bands on a roll
Now we got places and places to go

Get money money
Get hundred get honeys
For the money trail I be gunning, runnin
Aint nothing funny, gotta put it on me
My necklace shining, got diamonds homie
Hitting pro vape thats the new thang
Wearing that cape, call me bruce wayne
And im quite lit when its propane
How they gon what we do
Mix it right down to brew
Down with the crew
Yea puffin that juice
Puffin that good shit
Puffin on you

I get the money, keep it a hunnid
Nasty gang got em running
Honestly im the one and
Count this shit as warning
Gotta gotta gotta run it back
Gotta pro vape thats a starter pack
We got the juice then we bout to stack
Get the money flowing then we get back
Get all that, round another lap
Aint no quarter back, this a hunnid racks
Break another bank, grab a couple bands
Ima cop a pair, you aint never been u aint never there
U aint never win, cause I aint never scared
They aint never seen somebody heaven sent T
His that TBC with that nasty gang
Gotta run it back, can u run it back