This is Nitty Beat
Ah, yeah, yeah
Hey, Rashida
What's up?
I guess Nitty Beat's so official now, right?
They say you can get to a Nitty Beat for about 50,000 right now,
man,
is that true?
That's right, you're gonna do what you gotta do
In the streets, in the mall, in the clothes
It ain't none,
you can get it
You can get it, it ain't none
You can get it,
it ain't none
Why you in my face?
Why you saying that?
My time is money, pimpin' I get it by the stacks
I'm a boss kid,
understand the stats You can pop a bottle of them little things
I done had it,
ice on the wrist Shoes on the fence
You can't have my number,
I don't need no friends
Part VIP,
all bottles on me Money ain't a thing when you fuckin' with me
My whole squad got it,
this ain't nothin' green Niggas throwing money,
which one you
gon' treat?
Come at me sideways,
then you gon' lose My advice to you
In the streets,
in the mall,
in the clothes It ain't none,
you can get it
It ain't none,
in the streets,
in the mall,
in the clothes It ain't none,
you can get it
Hopping out the everything with the bucket seats
Skates got it sitting up another three feet
Take the valet,
me and my girls about to bizzare Stacks on deck,
about to blow it at the mizzare
It's my birthday,
so I got another reason Change the Louis bag up,
just like the season
Looking so good,
better polish up your pimpin' Like the way the jeans fit the hilt
True religion,
did I forget to mention?
Hair nails fit, you'll never catch me slipping
Fall through the spot,
never click move bounce Like them boys,
flip them bounce
In the streets, in the mall,
in the clothes It ain't none, you can get it
In the streets,
in the mall,
in the clothes It ain't none,
you can get it
Chinchilla on my back,
get like me Skirt way above the knee,
you're bending over trying to see Got more cats
in my ear than a salad Y'all got canaries on deck,
I'm bowled it Catch me at the bar,
posted what you do He all up in my face,
saying he don't like you But he like the Jimmy Jews,
and the all pink Jacob Cost about twenty-two,
my ice so cold,
you might catch the flu The chain around my neck,
it's all ice blue
Chanel on the shoe,
so why in the * I wanna get like you?