Dive into the lyrics of NASTY by COCHISE featuring Aminé. It features the typical trap beat production and the lyrical themes of wealth, women, and braggadocio. Read the lyrics below.
COCHISE – NASTY Lyrics
(Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)
Ayy, Fifty Bucks (Fifty Bucks)
Blickies Up (Blickies Up), It Be Up (It Be Up)
Said, Like Man, I’m Gettin’ Many, Need A Pup
Give Her Nan’, I’m Like, “Don’t Forget The Nuts”
I’m Like, “Don’t Forget The Nuts”
She Like, “Damn, I Didn’t Know”
I’m Like, “Don’t Forget The Nuts”
Now She Tellin’ Me Her Problems
I’m Like, “Shut Up, Show Your Butt” (Shut Up)
Now She Askin’ Me For Money, I’m Like, “B!tch, You’re Gettin’ Cut,”
And I Drizzle It In Honey
’cause You Know A Nigga Nasty (Uh)
When I Was In High School, Nigga, I Was Nasty (Uh)
And I Got Some Sloppy, I Recorded, That Was Nasty (Uh)
Then The School Found Out, They Like, “Boy, You’re Nasty” (Uh)
Teacher Called Me, Homeroom, He Like, “Boy, You’re Nasty” (Uh)
Shoutout To That Shawty, Though, Think Her Name Was Ashley (Uh)
I Think She From Idaho ’cause Her Shit Mashy (Uh)
I Know God Forgive Me Though ’cause That Shit Was Past Me
I Know I’m That Nigga Gettin’ Women, I Was Ashy
Yeah, Yeah, Two Of ’em, Two Of ’em (Two)
Nigga Wanna Talk ’bout Me, Uh (Can’t Lie)
Nigga, I’m Suein’ ’em (Sue)
Nigga Talkin’ Down On The Gang, What We Do To Him?
Nigga, That Ain’t Platinum On Your Chain, That’s Aluminum
That’s Aluminum, That’s Aluminum
Heard You’re Gettin’ Ho*s, But You’re Losin’ ’em
Ho, Don’t Even Start (Start)
Told ’em, “Play Ya Part” (Part)
I Just Throw It In A Cart (Cart)
I’m Like, ”Ho, Don’t Even Start” (Like, B!tch, Don’t Start, Look)
Since A Jit, I’ve Been Nasty (Yeah)
Pass It To My Brother Like We Brothers, Yeah, We Safdies (Yeah)
Put Her In A Pretzel, Yes, Your B!tch Know That I’m Crafty (Yeah)
Fed Up And I’m Turnt Up, Yeah, My Verses Got The Caffiene (Yeah)
Got This Shit On Lock (Lock), Man, I Do Not Stop (Stop)
Just Got To The Party, I’m Like, Where The Fu*k The Thots? (Thot)
This Shit Way Too Dry And A Nigga Like Me Need The Wap (Wap)
Had To Hit The Exit ’cause I’m Headed To Get Top (Top)
He Talkin’ Shit On Ig Live, But He’s Gettin’ Zero Views (Zero)
His B!tch Know That He Fried, She Fed Up, She Sendin’ Nudes (Yeah)
I’m Fu*kin’ On This B!tch ’cause He Hatin’ And I’m Cool (True)
I’m Spankin’ Her In Spain ’cause She Needed A New View
Booked The Flight (Booked The Flight)
Baby, I’m Not Stingy With The Price (No)
Call Your Ex And Tell That Nigga, “Take A Hike” (Take A Hike)
Put Your Location On Your Motherfu*kin’ Story (Please)
Tag His A*s And Then You Push It To The Side
Yeah, Yeah, Two Of ’em, Two Of ’em (Two)
Nigga Wanna Talk ’bout Me, Uh (Can’t Lie)
Nigga, I’m Suein’ ’em (Sue)
Nigga Talkin’ Down On The Gang, What We Do To Him?
Nigga, That Ain’t Platinum On Your Chain, That’s Aluminum
That’s Aluminum, That’s Aluminum
Heard You’re Gettin’ Ho*s, But You’re Losin’ ’em
Ho, Don’t Even Start (Start)
Told ’em, “Play Ya Part” (Part)
I Just Throw It In A Cart (Cart)
I’m Like, ”ho, Don’t Even Start” (Like, B!tch, Don’t Start)
