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Naaw - Intro (feat. Kevy K) Lyrics



Naaw - Intro (feat. Kevy K) Lyrics




Bitches come and go I fold my money before my clothes I got
Robins on my jeans I like spooky shit So these emo bitches they f*ckin' with me
I Smoke anywhere I please And my Jordans they so clean like bitch
What the f*ck you mean

Clique by my side and we holdin' all the green Toolies with the f*ckin' beam
These cops ain't never stoppin' me

Naaw Naaw Naaw Naaw
Naaw Naaw Naaw Naaw

Yeah they geekin' I got the swag
Yeah they geekin' I got the bag Yeah I'm schemin' I'm poppin' tags

Yeah she feindin' she want me bad
Like a kitty on my lap I pet her when she sad Savage tendencies I keep her cause she bad
Who you know compare to me

I see their face of jealousy And I don't envy anything
And you are not a friend of me If you ain't never bled with me
She said she need like ten of me We mix it with the Hennessy
So now we are like friends with B

F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck
F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if I fall?
What if I fly?
What if I ball?
What if I rise?
Who are the opps?
Who my guys?
When will I pop?
When will I shine?
Where is my call?
Where is my sign?

These are the questions I ask myself No sleep got me thinkin' I might stab myself
Might be from the demons by my shelf
Go to work seething about my health

But how can I let my wealth go below my health
Gotta start trappin' in the trap house Gotta map out these plans
Have them all planned out Man f*ck this job
It's a sad route Slap my boss in his damn mouth

F*ck this snob bitch I am out
Why these people pressin'?
Why these people testin'?
Why these people flexin'?
I got so many questions Can't trust these hoes

They always got me second guessin' Ain't attendin' no wedding
Bitch I'm headin' for the headin' Get to sexin
I'm offendin' all these women with the seminar Bitch just let me get in raw
My dick's a weapon Hard I'm a legend

Now kill your dog Middle fingers to the sky
Raise them high
It's do or die
If you on my side
Come along for the ride
Girl let me spend some time Put it in your thighs

Like who is this guy with the enterprise?
Got the winner prize
Got the killer eyes It's ill-advised
To go against a guy with the iller rhymes And the iller crimes
I be killin' mics out Take your pride

Then take a ride Gonna find dine
Then 69 And hit it from behind
She's a Gemini I'm a gem
You can't deny Better than all of them combined

I'm in your mind It is mine
Make you rewind All my lines
Bitch I'm gonna rise Yeah to the sky

Yeah The $candalous
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English

Bitches come and go I fold my money before my clothes I got
Robins on my jeans I like spooky shit So these emo bitches they f*ckin' with me
I Smoke anywhere I please And my Jordans they so clean like bitch
What the f*ck you mean

Clique by my side and we holdin' all the green Toolies with the f*ckin' beam
These cops ain't never stoppin' me

Naaw Naaw Naaw Naaw
Naaw Naaw Naaw Naaw

Yeah they geekin' I got the swag
Yeah they geekin' I got the bag Yeah I'm schemin' I'm poppin' tags

Yeah she feindin' she want me bad
Like a kitty on my lap I pet her when she sad Savage tendencies I keep her cause she bad
Who you know compare to me

I see their face of jealousy And I don't envy anything
And you are not a friend of me If you ain't never bled with me
She said she need like ten of me We mix it with the Hennessy
So now we are like friends with B

F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck
F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if I fall?
What if I fly?
What if I ball?
What if I rise?
Who are the opps?
Who my guys?
When will I pop?
When will I shine?
Where is my call?
Where is my sign?

These are the questions I ask myself No sleep got me thinkin' I might stab myself
Might be from the demons by my shelf
Go to work seething about my health

But how can I let my wealth go below my health
Gotta start trappin' in the trap house Gotta map out these plans
Have them all planned out Man f*ck this job
It's a sad route Slap my boss in his damn mouth

F*ck this snob bitch I am out
Why these people pressin'?
Why these people testin'?
Why these people flexin'?
I got so many questions Can't trust these hoes

They always got me second guessin' Ain't attendin' no wedding
Bitch I'm headin' for the headin' Get to sexin
I'm offendin' all these women with the seminar Bitch just let me get in raw
My dick's a weapon Hard I'm a legend

Now kill your dog Middle fingers to the sky
Raise them high
It's do or die
If you on my side
Come along for the ride
Girl let me spend some time Put it in your thighs

Like who is this guy with the enterprise?
Got the winner prize
Got the killer eyes It's ill-advised
To go against a guy with the iller rhymes And the iller crimes
I be killin' mics out Take your pride

Then take a ride Gonna find dine
Then 69 And hit it from behind
She's a Gemini I'm a gem
You can't deny Better than all of them combined

I'm in your mind It is mine
Make you rewind All my lines
Bitch I'm gonna rise Yeah to the sky

Yeah The $candalous
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Writer: John Berumen, Juan Diaz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Naaw
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: John Berumen, Juan Diaz

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