Molly Brazy - Naan lyrics

[Verse 1: Molly Brazy] You don’t know naan b**h That be f**ing it up like Molly Flex on a b**h, and have a n***a call me Then play that p**y n***a for some dollars I wrap the beef up like a quarter Keep talking sideways, b**h I’m like, “Pardon me?” Big Brazy, I do not do no arguing She taking shots to the face like she partying Yeah, you don’t know naan b**h That’ll stack the money up and flip it That’ll buy more bottles than the n***as Get a section for just me and my b**hes Make it rain on them strippers Deep in that water like flippers You know Molly getting richer Hating hoes getting sicker You don’t know naan b**h, that woke up like this Diamonds all over my wrist Versace all over my hips Gucci all on my kicks Stand on the couches and turn up the view Snuck in my pole just in case n***as trip It’s Brazy gang ‘lil b**h! [Chorus: Molly Brazy and Cuban Doll] You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no, no You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no [x2] You don’t know naan b**h That stay on her sh** because she a boss Keep pissing hating b**hes off She cannot lose, will not take a loss You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no, no You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no [Verse 2: Cuban Doll] You don’t know naan b**h That’ll f** up the rack like Cuban I came through in Gucci, these hoes looking stupid I came with some shooters, they probably gone do ya You don’t know naan, b**h I don’t argue or talk, or compete ‘Cause these hoes be copy and pasting the Cuban They copy the picture, like hoe, don’t you do it You don’t know naan b**h This really who I am b**h Y’all just do it for the gram b**h, I need more bread than a sandwich If a hoe hate, get my fan flip Straight to the top like I planned it I may go cop me a Lam, b**h You finna know who I am, trick these little hoes Don’t know now b**h I walk in a store, I don’t look at the tag I k** a fit, and I get to the bag Molly and Cuban, two b**hes who bad You don’t know nothing, you b**hes too sad Sum in the bag, that’s my crew, get the love I got more money than you, and your plug I f** up this money, I do what I want p**y water fall, don’t need no scrub [Verse 3: Molly Brazy] You don’t know naan b**h That stay on her sh** because she a boss Keep pissing hating b**hes off She cannot lose, will not take a loss You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no, no You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no You don’t know naan b**h That stay on her sh** because she a boss Keep pissing hating b**hes off She cannot lose, will not take a loss You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no, no You don’t know naan, b**h (uh, uh) No, no