Nasty C – Screetched Lyrics

Screetched Lyrics By Nasty C Ft. Crowned Yung

South African rapper, Nasty C comes through with a fresh song titled “Screetched” featuring Crowned Yung off his “Zulu Mixtape“. and we are happy to drop the lyrics to the song below.

 

[Intro] Whoo Kid

[Chorus: Nasty C] Hol’ up
I was in the kitchen with my head in the posh like “Yeah, B!tch” (Yeah, b!tch), yeah (Yeah)
She said the kitty was hungry, you know what I fed it (Fed it, yeah, yeah)
I screetched off in a demon
I-I-I screetched, I screetched (I screetched, I screetched)
I screetched off in a demon
I, I, I, hol’ up
I was in the kitchen with my head in the posh like “Yeah, b!tch” (Yeah, b!tch), yeah (Yeah)
She said the kitty was hungry, you know what I fed it (Fed it, yeah, yeah)
I screetched off in a demon
I screetched off in a demon
I screetched off in a demon
I screetched, I screetched (I screetched)
Hol’ up

 

[Verse 1: Crowned Yung] B!tch get back, back
You don’t want smoke, nah this ain’t that (Yeah)
Shawty said “Let me get to work, sit back”
I’m talkin’ to the racks and it ain’t chit-chat
Uh-uh-uh
B!tch get back
You don’t want smoke, nah this ain’t that (Yeah)
Shawty said “Let me get to work, sit back”
I’m talkin’ to the racks and it ain’t chit-chat
Yeah

 

[Verse 2: Nasty C] Pockets on kill ’em all, swole as a b!tch (Facts)
Cup full of lean, might doze off a bit
Wifey got a wifey and both of ’em lit
Nasty got pole like scorpion, you dig? (You dig?)
I was on a date at the bank
Smellin’ like dank, gas like I had the whole tank
I was [?] ’bout cars at the rank
Yeah, when my destiny called, niqqas thought it was prank (Hol’ up)
Hot damn (Brr)
I got the nose in the pot now
It ain’t no option to stop now, yeah
Hot damn (Damn)
I fvcked around, hit the spot now
No I do no wanna swap now, yeah
Hot damn (Damn)
These B!tches callin’ me daddy
These B!tches callin’ you past now, yeah
Hot damn
If I take a picture with you and your girl, you know you gettin’ cropped out, yeah (Hol’ up)
Hot damn

 

[Chorus: Nasty C] Hol’ up
I was in the kitchen with my head in the posh like “Yeah, b!tch” (Yeah, b!tch), yeah (Yeah)
She said the kitty was hungry, you know what I fed it (Fed it, yeah, yeah)
I screetched off in a demon
I-I-I screetched, I screetched (I screetched, I screetched)
I screetched off in a demon
I, I, I, hol’ up
I was in the kitchen with my head in the posh like “Yeah, b!tch” (Yeah, b!tch), yeah (Yeah)
She said the kitty was hungry, you know what I fed it (Fed it, yeah, yeah)
I screetched off in a demon
I screetched off in a demon
I screetched off in a demon
I screetched, I screetched (I screetched)
Hol’ up

[Outro: Nasty C] Hol’ up