NANANANA (part. OS NANA)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, NANA's in the house
Yo, NANA, remember the start, man?
Hahaha, they used to clown, right?
Man, I was here smoking the strongest stuff
I called up my boys from the Bronx, called my homies in Ghana, you know?
And now what? We’re rolling with the best in Brazil
Oh, let them know

Smoking on some fresh frozen here, huh
Watch out, don’t get dizzy from the high
But hey, what’s up? Is trap back? Yeah
Pants low, stepping soft, Balenciaga on my feet
Ice on my neck, real underground vibes