Xalé - Nasty Lyrics

Man i'm f*cking vicious way i'm coming with the flows
Never ever gonna stop till my body go froze
I'm chasing after shows & fill my pockets up with o's
I'm f*cking patiently waiting for my art to just blow
Never rap about money bitches or the close
Rap about my feelings & I get a runny nose
Cuz i'm too cold i'm too sick
Please get the f*ck off my dick
I move in my lane hoe
On my kdot 1train flow
My mission is to get you to listen to all of These writtens & seen my vision
I envision by beating the f*cking system
Told you ain't no villain check the way that Im shining check the way that i'm glisten
My neck looking like christmas
Shout out brother theesher for letting me Borrow t-shirts
Thinking i'm f*cking cool talk about a new freezer
Everything i spit is gold just like that new frieza
Oh man now i'm heating up oh f*ck i think I got a fever
Gotta slow it down i gotta give myself a breather
I'm coming for ya heads & i ain't coming w/ the cleaver
Bitch you call me dexter my cuts could never cleaner
Working on two tapes at the moment i'm too eager
Best believe that all of all of em gone be heaters
I'm tryna keep my following following the leader
Ask me how i feel it's what cole said about features
None of y'all shit worthy to bang outta my speakers
Shoot my shot like a gun range
Taking off like a runway
Can't wait for that pay day
I'm going straight to bombay
Oh shit pause i mean the bahamas
Sorry too many commas
If it's not that then tijiuana
F*ck yo girl i'm taking yo momma
Man i'm hotter than a sauna mixed with lava at the bottom
Cup of java y'all be falling of like leaves Up in the autumn
My cranium bigger than stadiums you can't imagine
My mania is on a radius you cannot fathom
My will is on vibranium you cannot pass it
The crown is for the taking i'm taking it i'm not asking
And most of y'all be faking it faking it more than actors
Homie all of this gassing leave you gasping like asthma
Take a puff & keep on passing you ain't a bout that action
And if there's smoke blow that loud cuz i ain't remember asking
All you want is beef ' i'm just looking for the napkin
Cuz i'm all about the peace i left the hate in the past
I'm the f*cking future don't need a pad & a pencil
Ain't no need for writing now i'm spitting from my mental
I could be successful i can feel my potential
I just need my essentials: blunt & instrumentals
And if you got something to say you could just @ me
Don't go to them notes cuz them disses just tacky
I'm killing all y'all off & on back you can just pat me
And people f*cking w/ my shit cuz my shit's f*cking nasty!