Date 2021-06-07
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music
Nasaan has been building buzz for a minute now, and the Detroit rapper recently came through with his new single “BUSY.” Enlisting a guest appearance from SwaVay, the new track finds Nasaan taking to a futuristic Sulton banger and flexing a dexterous flow over blistering synthesizers.
Though initial cadential similarities may seem closer to Playboi Carti territory, his flow and clever lyrics shine enough to endear him to the bar lovers. “I don’t call back, got it complex, shot on contact, eight he shift keys, that is all-cap,” he spits. We recently highlighted Nasaan’s talents in our “6 New Artists You Should Hear” feature, where he walked away as the fan-favorite with forty-eight percent of the votes. It will certainly be interesting to see how he continues to evolve, especially if a full-length album is in the works.
Nasaan – Busy (ft. SwaVay) (prod. Sulton)
[Intro]
(Several Overlapping Phone Calls)
Ayy, NASAAN, it’s your boy
NASAAN, it’s your grandfather, […] make your blood well
Hey, there, grandson, just callin’ to say, “I love you,” and make sure you good […] let me know you good, love you, man
[…] wanna hit the studio, lock in with you
I fuck with your music, bruh, that Kiss of Karma […] go hard
Man, that goddamn […]
Talk to my mans, talk to my clique
Talk to my waist, down my hip
Talk my head, talk to my bitch
That’s why I had blood on top your lip
Pardon my dawg, pardon my clique
Pardon my mood, got me pissed
We no smooth, you no slick
We no smooth
(NASAAN, why the fuck you not answering my phone calls?)
[Chorus: NASAAN]
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
[Verse 1: NASAAN]
SIG is all black, skin is all black, business all black (Wait)
SIG is all black, skin is all black, business all black
I don’t call back, got it complex, shout on contact
Say he shift keys, that is all-cap (Wait)
Your problem with me (Ya ho), I’m winnin’, we can’t resolve that (Hey)
We comin’ in deep (Ya ho), I’m aimin’ at every ball cap
Nigga, fall back, disrespect my pimpin’ and get your jaw slapped
That’s some contact
I’m from where the hitters, I got the ball back
Broke and on my dick, bro, what you call that?
Me in the middle, findin’ my demon, just me in the mental
Doggin’ these bitches, put me in the kennel
One sight and we wreckin’ the rental
My gun out the window, I’m tweakin’
[Chorus: NASAAN]
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
(My gun out the window, I’m tweakin’)
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
Ayy, this line busy, ayy, this line busy, ayy
[Verse 2: SwaVay]
Uh, skin is all black, glizzy all black
Ain’t no call back, nigga do everything he do for broads, yeah
What you call that? (Pussy ass nigga, for real)
Pardon my niggas, they don’t have training
We can’t do nothin’, bitch, I’m too famous
I can’t let up on you niggas, too gracious
I can’t do nothin’ without my payment (Crazyman)
I just bought my bitch the Telfar bag, she gon’ pass out (Yeah)
Ratchet, I want every ho on ‘Gram with her ass out
She love (Shoo), she love when a nigga pull that cash out
Then she find out ’bout my other (Shoo) she gon spazz out
So pardon my bitch, pardon my whip
Pardon my chips, pardon my clique, I’m from the bricks
This ain’t the whip, but I grew up with sticks, I get you snipped
This ain’t no Clubhouse, but if you say one lil’ wrong thing to me, then I get you kicked
I got the hits, I put you right in the mentions to get you right out of that shit (Yeah)