歌手:Nav
专辑:《Emergency Tsunami (Bonus Version)》

作词 : Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/AMIR ESMAILIAN/Colin Franken
作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/AMIR ESMAILIAN/Colin Franken
Wheezy outta here
Paid in full gettin' money like Mitch
Back of the Glock only time I switch
Rap don't work God knows what I'm with
Back to the block hit a lick on bricks
Most of my old friends grew apart
Know a lot of scammers that's cracking cards
Couple SSN superstars
Shoppin' at Chananae free of charge
No charge
Skrrt skrrt skrrt in a drop
Lost my mind and I lost my top
Let's go
Told you I don't need no stylist
No kizzy I got 'em Balenci' socks
Balenci'
If we don't find who we tryna find
We still gon' spin the block
Ooh
Five shootings in one night
How the **** they call my city soft
Let's go
Stand on my money like I'm standing on stilts
shit look good gotta get it on film
Steppin' out the foreign with the big a*s rims
"Are you NAV" Girl you know I'm him
Wakin' up to hate ain't nothin' new
They don't really got nothin' else to do
Countin' up blues got nothin' to prove
Pourin' up the Sprite with the two-times-two
Everything better when you do it yourself
When I spend money I ain't got no guilt
I'ma sit down on the throne I built
Fightin' for mine but the battle uphill
shittin' on people I got me a list
When I pull up make sure they sick
Forgiato lip give the curb a kiss
Go full throttle make it turn and twist
Stay ten toes takin' care of the guys
Lost my faith had to cut my ties
Iced out bust cover up my eyes
Like a little kid bringing toys outside
LV ring only one in my size
Money out of sight never out of mind
Told you I'ma help you one last time
Pockets ain't gettin' nothin' out of mine
Nothin'
Ho's in my tees I don't wear the same clothes
I went from rags to rich
Rich
I used to spray on the sample cologne
Hopin' I'd bag a b***h
Woah
People make fun of me drivin' my car
I had no gas in it
Hahaha
Now every time that I be on the road
They chasin' after it
Let's go
Stand on my money like I'm standing on stilts
shit look good gotta get it on film
Steppin' out the foreign with the big a*s rims
"Are you NAV" Girl you know I'm him
Wakin' up to hate ain't nothin' new
They don't really got nothin' else to do
Countin' up blues got nothin' to prove
Pourin' up the Sprite with the two-times-two
Everything better when you do it yourself
When I spend money I ain't got no guilt
I'ma sit down on the throne I built
Fightin' for mine but the battle uphill
shittin' on people I got me a list
When I pull up make sure they sick
Forgiato lip give the curb a kiss
Go full throttle make it turn and twist
My nigga Wheezy know what I'm sayin'