letra de $teve na$h - mal uzii
steve nash
jumped off da porch
hopped in a jag
i went to saks spent 5 on a bag
hop in da fast lane hope i don’t crash
suave dump hide the glock in da trash
run to a bag i need it fast
swerving like nascar
can’t come in last
bad lil mami got alotta ass
want me to wife her know i gotta pass
i was in school
ain’t go to class
trap out the bathroom
just wanted cash
money it’s green
look like a rash
pass for da score like i was steve nash
lv my waist
drip when i sag
pass for da score like i was steve nash
pull up we stunting
b-tches was frontin
ds on my ass know i’m forest gumpin
oh that’s a opp
we get the uppin
oh you a stain we get the dumpin
shooters ain’t bluffin
no we ain’t cuffin
remember them days when i ain’t have nothing
now they on me like i’m up all a sudden
n-ggas was laughing
boy why u cappin
don’t start the actin
bros get the clapping
shooters on go can’t catch em lacking
boy is u stupid n-ggas is packin’
i ran my bands up now they is stacking
need msome ice put my hands in some carrots
found me a shawty know she a bad b-tch
c c her f-nny tote bands like cabbage
count it up cuz i’m tryna get mad rich
jumped off da porch
hopped in a jag
i went to saks spent 5 on a bag
hop in da fast lane hope i don’t crash
suave dump hide the glock in da trash
run to a bag i need it fast
swerving like nascar
can’t come in last
bad lil mami got alotta ass
want me to wife her know i gotta pass
i was in school
ain’t go to class
trap out the bathroom
just wanted cash
money it’s green
look like a rash
pass for da score like i was steve nash
lv my waist
drip when i sag
pass for da score like i was steve nash
scatpack swerving i’m pressing the gas
these hoes up and left when i gave em my last
can’t hold up my pants cuz they filled w the cash
act right or get left leave u straight in the past
yeah i been balling they call me steve nash
skip through the lane
u n-ggas be lame
i dont want the fame
can’t change up my game
i’m stuck in my ways
i’m going insane
no matter what happens i gotta get paid
bag talk in a foreign you know ima answer
u call her ya wife lil shawty a dancer
no it ain’t christmas she moving like prancer
she all on my line let it ring i can’t answer
f-ck on ya b-tch then i hold her for ransom
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