NAVUZIMETRO#PT2
Lyrics
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
Me and Uzi out in traffic racing 'raris going fast, yeah
Used to be broke now my life a movie put that shit in the past, yeah
You mad that you broke, and your name ain't listed in the cast, yeah
Threw so much ones on that bitch I gave her paper cuts and a rash, yeah
Used to share a stolen car, hid the work in the dash, yeah
Uzi designed a chain for me I bought the shit cash, yeah
You can hate all you want I'ma sit back and laugh, yeah
Your comments say "ugly" but your girlfriend show me her ass, yeah
Downloaded your tape and I dragged that shit straight to the trash, yeah
I made this bag so quick so I'mma blow it fast, yeah
Every time I left my house I used to think about the gas, yeah
Now every time I leave my house I'm going to the cash, yeah
Let me say Nav, Lil Uzi Vert, came from the dirt, yeah
Fuck that bitch she give me head, just like a nerd, what is the word, yeah
Don't want that girl I hit swerve, fly like a dove, you is a bird, yeah
Foreign whip don't take no keys, I'm three double Gs, try not hit the curb, yeah
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
Not the NAV I used to be, perkys on me, xannies on me, yeah
Rocking Supreme, Balmain my jeans, ice all on me, yeah
Your man is boring, pull up in foreigns, fuck up the scene, yeah
Fuck up the scene, yeah, fuck up the scene, yeah
Fuck up the scene, yeah, fuck up the scene, yeah
Fuck up the scene, yeah, fuck up the scene, yeah
Fuck up the scene, yeah, fuck up the scene, yeah
Fuck up the scene, yeah, fuck up the scene, yeah
I spent $1,500 on my T, yeah
Fucked around and spent $2,000 on my jeans, yeah
But you know that 1600 be my team, yeah
Swerving in that Lambo' this is not a lease
Got a girl in Paris, another one in Middle East
Go see my girl in Brazil, got another one in Greece
I'mma pull off a the jet, sleeping, kicking up my feet, yeah
Uzi wan' party he say he got bitches and I got the beans
Uzi wan' party he say he got bitches and I got the beans
Uzi wan' party he say he got bitches and I got the beans
Uzi wan' party he say he got bitches and I got the beans
Uzi wan' party he say he got bitches and I got the beans
I'mma count all this cash, yeah
200 my dash, yeah
Slap that bitch right on her ass, yeah
I didn't even ask, yeah
All my shit slap, yeah
I'm dressed in all black, yeah
My shooters don't ask, yeah
They shoot with no mask, yeah
All of my money is stacked, yeah
Money attack, yeah
I'm the same nigga from back then
Money keep stacking
I'm the same nigga from back then
Money keep stacking
Rock Gucci when I rock the Raf Simons
Bought that with my back end
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
Writer(s): Jordan Bacchus, Leland Wayne, Navraj Goraya, Symere Woods
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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