Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fantastic , by - V-Nasty. Release date: 15.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fantastic |
| Aye, bitch |
| Its Nasty! |
| Hahaha (whoo) |
| Call me V |
| Or V-Fuckin'-Nasty |
| Everywhere I go, I be fuckin' flashy |
| I always have a show out, they harass me |
| Everybody know my name, bitch stop askin' |
| Tell me where the cash at |
| I get up and I grab that |
| My life is fantastic did I forget to add that? |
| Got money in the attic and in the Gladpack |
| They say oh she old news, who ain’t had that? |
| I buy new shoes just for the box |
| Fill it up with bands till its filled to the top |
| Time is money, I put a hunnid on a watch |
| My life is fantastic I turn it up a notch |
| My whip, fantastic |
| Yeah, my wrist fantastic |
| Bitch I’m rich, that’s fantastic |
| Cuff yo bitch, she fantastic |
| Yeah, I like yo bitch and that bitch is fantastic |
| I get money every day getting money is a habit |
| Gettin' stacks on deck, got stacks in the attic |
| Bitch, I’m fantastic my life’s fantastic |
| Getting chauffeured in the backseat, backseat reclinin' |
| 5 Star restaurants that’s what I dine in |
| They hear V-Nasty and they know be shinin' |
| Gold rims gold tint when I’m slidin' |
| Why yo bitch whinin, hittin' my line? |
| Time is money, she forgettin' the time |
| She forgettin' the mine |
| She be needin the most |
| Just made a hunnid K |
| But I don’t boast |
| Just chill and have fun |
| A couple naked bitches, dancin' for ones |
| Purple from East Oakland, it’s burnin' my lungs |
| I feel fantastic, when I’m high up off these drugs |
| My whip, fantastic |
| Yeah, my wrist fantastic |
| Bitch I’m rich, that’s fantastic |
| Cuff yo bitch, she fantastic |
| Yeah, I like yo bitch and that bitch is fantastic |
| I get money every day getting money is a habit |
| Gettin' stacks on deck, got stacks in the attic |
| Bitch, I’m fantastic my life’s fantastic |
| In the club with six hoes |
| Two of them they molly |
| They was off they molly, I was in my Maserati |
| On the interstate, goin' like 150 |
| She say you so different |
| You should see my city |
| Ride around with bricks |
| Ride around with big banks |
| Smell like you can’t tell me that my shit stank |
| Styrofoam in my hand, molly in my mouth |
| They said the club done its a party at my house |
| My whip, fantastic |
| Yeah, my wrist fantastic |
| Bitch I’m rich, that’s fantastic |
| Cuff yo bitch, she fantastic |
| Yeah, I like yo bitch and that bitch is fantastic |
| I get money every day getting money is a habit |
| Gettin' stacks on deck, got stacks in the attic |
| Bitch, I’m fantastic my life’s fantastic |