Second chances? More like can Naomi have a second chance...In her attempt to nail an R&B song on a funky 90's beat - her bratty attitude & disrespect to her team lead to an explosive argument between her and the label ending in her damaging the 20 thousand dollar studio mic & her reputation. Is this why we still don't have a full solo song from the hot-headed brunette? Or is it because the label refuses to pay the water bill that would follow with the amount of humidifiers needed to save those dry vocals. YIKES!

SECOND CHANCES LEAKED - Naomi Scott Interlude (GONE WRONG)

Written by Carlos Edwards, Eli Saint, Matty D 
Mixed by nico rain
Produced by nico rain

Brand New

Nina Bankz starts off the top of 2025 with a bang, which is clearly her favorite thing to do. In the single 'BRATTY'- she discloses a few ways she is bratty, whether it's towards the men in her life or other girls that get in her way.

Co-written by: @valentinedalla
Mixed by: @meatrose
Cover Art by: @princessariellaa

Track 4 of 7 to album 'HEDONISTIC'
Available to stream everywhere: linktr.ee/ninabankz71

Lyrics:

[HOOK]
Tell him, Imma bust it down on the floor, floor, floor, floor (On the floor)
Tell him, like Britney, Gimme More, more, more, more (Gimme more)
Tell 'em, I’m a catty, catty, catty, bratty motomami
Imma get bread from your daddy (From your daddy)
Tell ‘em, I got a fatty, fatty, fatty, that’s why he on my jatty
Attitude real bratty (Yeah)

[VERSE]
Yeah, he says he gots to jizz
Wanna spray it on my face, wanna give me a taste (Imma taste)
Like a quarterback, he stood behind me
Center of his world when he slip inside me (Slip n’ sliding)
Look, I’m just a slut and I like a good time
Need a big dude who could pipe a dime
Don't got lots of time on my hands
But plenty to put hands on hoes
If they try to take mines (Bitch, I’m bratty)
Yeah, it costs money to converse with me honey
Need a stack a sentence, or stay muted dummy
Can't post up with broke boys, they make my stock dip
Said they wanna double dip, and I tell 'em
Squad up, want a foursome, dirty in bed, no decorum
Break my walls, play me like Fortnite, for the night
Make me cum twice or I’m Dead by Daylight
But I never tell him “You ain’t fucking me right”

[HOOK]
Tell him, Imma bust it down on the floor, floor, floor, floor (On the floor)
Tell him, like Britney, Gimme More, more, more, more (Gimme more)
Tell 'em, I’m a catty, catty, catty, bratty motomami
Imma get bread from your daddy (From your daddy)
Tell ‘em, I got a fatty, fatty, fatty, that’s why he on my jatty
Attitude real bratty (Yeah)

[OUTRO]
Buss it, buss it (On the floor, flo-)
Buss it, buss it (On the floor, floor)
Buss it, buss it (On the floor, flo-)
Buss it, buss it (Down on the floor)

Muah

bratty

BRATTY

I love you @misslizanya and your brilliant mind.

mixed by @meatrose 👍

I Hate Loving You, But the Crazy You Give Me is All I Have Left

Nina Bankz decides to let loose in the extended version of 'BRATTY', she tells what could happen after blacking out in the club, turning the brattiness and freakiness to the absolute MAX.

Co-written by: @valentinedalla
Mixed by: @meatrose
Cover Art by: @princessariellaa

Available to stream everywhere: linktr.ee/ninabankz71

Lyrics:

[HOOK]
Tell him, Imma bust it down on the floor, floor, floor, floor (On the floor)
Tell him, like Britney, Gimme More, more, more, more (Gimme more)
Tell 'em, I'm a catty, catty, catty, bratty motomami
Imma get bread from your daddy (From your daddy)
Tell 'em, I got a fatty, fatty, fatty, that's why he on my jatty
Attitude real bratty (Yeah)

[VERSE 1]
Yeah, he says he gots to jizz
Wanna spray it on my face, wanna give me a taste (Imma taste)
Like a quarterback, he stood behind me
Center of his world when he slip inside me (Slip n' sliding)
Look, I'm just a slut and I like a good time
Need a big dude who could pipe a dime
Don't got lots of time on my hands
But plenty to put hands on hoes
If they try to take mines (Bitch, I'm bratty)
Yeah, it costs money to converse with me honey
Need a stack a sentence, or stay muted dummy
Can't post up with broke boys, they make my stock dip
Said they wanna double dip, and I tell 'em
Squad up, want a foursome, dirty in bed, no decorum
Break my walls, play me like Fortnite, for the night
Make me cum twice or I'm Dead by Daylight
But I never tell him "You ain't fucking me right"

[HOOK]
Tell him, Imma bust it down on the floor, floor, floor, floor (On the floor)
Tell him, like Britney, Gimme More, more, more, more (Gimme more)
Tell 'em, I'm a catty, catty, catty, bratty motomami
Imma get bread from your daddy (From your daddy)
Tell 'em, I got a fatty, fatty, fatty, that's why he on my jatty
Attitude real bratty (Yeah)

[VERSE 2]
Tell him boy stop the talking, let’s get lip locking
Yeah, I’m talking mouth to clit, that's how I like it
Say you want it every night? Boy you might have to wife it 
Man, what the fuck these other bitches think they providing?
I’m a freaky badder bitch with a fat-fat-fatter ass
So big that you’d think that I’d need a bypass
Top notch pussy, can't name another bitch that have it
Do tricks when I hop on it like-like a rabbit
Serial dick eater you can tell by my aura
Spanish papi calls up “Ven a la mierda ahora”
Tell him I can’t fuck a dude that got me walking right
His ex got a problem and wanna fight, it’s on sight 
Imma fetch the rose, cause you can't catch the vibe
Next hop on your bro, I’m tryna see what's the hype
Tell him flip my up my skirt, before he go to work
Imma post that shit, Imma get these bitches irked
Imma bratty bitch, drop the addy chatty bitch
I’m really living this shit that I always spit, lil’ bitch

[HOOK]
Tell him, Imma bust it down on the floor, floor, floor, floor (On the floor)
Tell him, like Britney, Gimme More, more, more, more (Gimme more)
Tell 'em, I'm a catty, catty, catty, bratty motomami
Imma get bread from your daddy (From your daddy)
Tell 'em, I got a fatty, fatty, fatty, that's why he on my jatty
Attitude real bratty (Yeah)

[OUTRO]
Buss it, buss it (On the floor, flo-)
Buss it, buss it (On the floor, floor)
Buss it, buss it (On the floor, flo-)
Buss it, buss it (Down on the floor)

Tell him meet me after the club, so we can fuck

Muah

BRATTY (Blackout Version)

80808

writing: @carlos_edwards
mixing: @niko-rain

LYRICS
[Sara - Intro]
IT'S A&N

[Sara - Verse]
Slow down don’t pounce
You got a minute
You better kill it
Standing with your hands back
Kneeled down
Is there a surprise 
See it in your eyes
Don't make me guess it

[Paris - Prechorus]
Sit there
Looking good in the back of a cab
While the paps flash at us
It's clear
That you wanna be seen with me
No receipts and its so

[Sara - Chorus]
So good that he had to put a ring around it
Ooooh
Everything about my body yeah he loves it
You gotta admit 
I got him wrapped around my finger
I’m his mrs, he's my mister 

[Paris & Sara - Verse]
Wearing all black in the back of the club
Poppin champagne yeah we’re celebrating us
You know we stay together for sure, uh

Shining real bright while the lights are low
The rock on my finger dancing too
Move your body 
I wanna party
Think about this we could have some fun
Take it off me it’ll come undone
Move your body 
I wanna party

[Paris - Prechorus]
Sit there
Looking good in the back of a cab
While the paps flash at us
It's clear
That you wanna be seen with me
No receipts and it's so

[Sara - Chorus]
So good that he had to put a ring around it
Ooooh
Everything about my body yeah he loves it
You gotta admit 
I got him wrapped around my finger
I’m his mrs, he's my mister
And I could
Make him wait a little longer but I
Should 
Let him take over my body yeah he loves it
You gotta admit 
I got him wrapped around my finger
I’m his mrs, he's my mister

Mister

demo version of the single mixing board by shannon gucci that originally features valentine dalla.

Shannon Gucci - Mixing Board (feat. Valentine Dalla) DEMO

Co-written by: @valentinedalla
Mixed by: DEPRIMO (Nina Bankz)
Mastered by: twitter.com/thisisnotbyte
Cover art by: twitter.com/tokytota
Cover art text by: twitter.com/nick_ath_

Track 3 of 7 to album 'HEDONISTIC'
Available to stream everywhere: linktr.ee/ninabankz71

Lyrics:

[VERSE 1]
Do you wanna get freaky with me tonight?
Under the lights (Lights, the lights)
Pour a little shot of whiskey and touch my tights
For the night

[CHORUS]
Bottles up in the club, cause we’re drinking to the core
Bottles up in the club, ‘til our throats getting sore
Bottles up in the club, ‘til we’re kicked out of the door
Bottles up in the club, bottles up in the club

[VERSE 2]
I don’t do it plain, my name ain’t Jane
Turnt up in the club and everybody singing CYBERCUNT
They know whose cunt, Nina Bankz bitch, like what?
Point me to plug, cause we out lit, like where's the drugs?
Where's the fun without a couple bumps bitch?

[PRE-CHORUS]
Drunk on love like Rihanna
Losing control, we’re on fire
Up all night, never tired
In this club we be going higher

[CHORUS]
Bottles up in the club, cause we’re drinking to the core
Bottles up in the club, ‘til our throats getting sore
Bottles up in the club, ‘til we’re kicked out of the door
Bottles up in the club, bottles up in the club

[POST-CHORUS]
Let’s go insane in Ibiza, tonight Spain (Let’s go)
Blow like Kesha, throw some glitter make it rain (Make it rain)
Paparazzi taking pics, love the fame (I love the fame)
I’ll be dancing ‘til I feel like I’ll faint (I’ll faint)

[VERSE 3]
Tell me how you want it babe, I’ll do anything for you
Show you every side of me, you won’t have to breakthrough
Can you make me into your most prized possession?
Your short-lived obsession (Possession, obsession)
Let loose, baby throw back the Grey Goose
Buttons unloose, don’t even gotta seduce
Take it off of me, come and feel my body
While everybody can see, that’s how I like it

[CHORUS 2X]
Bottles up in the club, cause we’re drinking to the core
Bottles up in the club, ‘til our throats getting sore
Bottles up in the club, ‘til we’re kicked out of the door
Bottles up in the club, bottles up in the club

Bottles up in the club, cause we’re drinking to the core
Bottles up in the club, ‘til our throats getting sore
Bottles up in the club, ‘til we’re kicked out of the door
Bottles up in the club, bottles up in the club

BOTTLES UP

"iiHATEBROKEGIRL$" by CHESCA, originally slated for her upcoming debut album but since scrapped as the overall sound changed drastically and it just didn't fit any longer!

written by yours truly
single cover by yours truly
mixed by meat

LYRICS:
[verse 1]
Cuz I walk in with a waddle
Watch em’ oogle watch em’ oggle
Got em’ fiendin’ for a piece of the pie
Know I’m one to pop a bottle
Imma kick it in full throttle
Body bang bang so supersized
Takin’ my time when I pump through, shut em’ all up
Now quiet down, can’t you see I really leveled it up
I set the tone and the table give em’ just what I want
I got a ego and an attitude, like it or not
Cup fillin’ up
Can not get enough
Buss it down
Come on run it up
If you think you tough
Fuck it up
Got you yellin’ duck
When you see me strut
If I walk in and you see a smirk on me, just run
Turnin’ heads, makin’ necks crack
Run it all back, yeah rewind that
Say it to my face, cardiac, baby catch that
Mismatched body to the face
It’s a dud, hit the brakes
I’m in love with the chase, so

[hook]
Get your money up, then come talk to me
I'm sayin' get your money up and then come talk to me, honestly
I'm a server so they callin' me a Prodigy
They sell my chewed up bubblegum up in Sotheby's 
I'm sayin' get your money up, then come talk to me
I'm talkin' get your money up and then come talk to me, honestly
I'm a server so they callin' me a Prodigy
They sell my chewed up bubblegum up in Sotheby's 

[post-hook]
I had broke girls bad
A bitch like that can't afford to get mad
So what's a girl to do, I just gotta sit and laugh
If she wanna blow smoke tell her ass
I could puff puff pass

[verse 2]
Got that Murakami bag and an iced out wrist
I collect all the gifts lookin’ like Christmas
In the whip imma grip grip on that stick shift
Cuz he get me what I need, I don’t ask for shit
I don’t ask for a dollar, beg for a cent
But his ex still does, baby, and that’s what sends me
Show up in the Linc, pull off in the Benz
Fuck around, give the cat to his friends, please
I just gotta laugh when I’m lookin’ at a broke hoe
Clean cut, but I got snow on my nose though
Pockets so green, add PATRÓN, watch it grow 
So lethal, so cut throat, stacks overflow
Oh my god, you know I gotta tease
You pull off to the surgeon and pull up my IG
I got records that I broke in my bio, cunty
I pull up your page, and I see a GoFundMe, EW!

[hook]
Get your money up, then come talk to me
I'm sayin' get your money up and then come talk to me, honestly
I'm a server so they callin' me a Prodigy
They sell my chewed up bubblegum up in Sotheby's 
I'm sayin' get your money up, then come talk to me
I'm talkin' get your money up and then come talk to me, honestly
I'm a server so they callin' me a Prodigy
They sell my chewed up bubblegum up in Sotheby's

CHESCA - iiHATEBROKEGIRL$

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📖11.14.22 - 6.1.25📘

🪽'HEDONISTIC' the FINAL album out NOW🤍
https://linktr.ee/ninabankz71

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BRATTY (Blackout Version)

Nina Bankz

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