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nav & young thug - repercussions كلمات الأغنية

[intro: future]
(wheezy outta here)

[verse 1: nav]
everybody ’round me say i’m doin’ too much
when i got some problems, yeah, the drugs come clutch
shoutout to the opps, we got another cold case (yeah, ayy)
shoutout to my shooter, he ain’t showin’ no face (yeah, ayy)
shoutout to the driver, f_ck 12, he did the race (hmm)
they typin’ on computer, only letter i know is k’s (hmm)
pull up to the show, i send the hitter and hit the stage (yeah, ayy)
married to the game, i go to war and i engage (yeah, ayy)
what you think? we got all thе drink, i pour a gallon up
i’m a jerk, took a half of perc’, i f_ck with stamina (woo)
money and famе, with a little game, i get the best of her
eco_friendly, i just went electric, bought the tesla (woo)

[chorus: nav]
wheezy, play some beats, i think the e kicked in, i’m ready
grindin’ on my t__th, i got no food inside my belly
i just put all my diamonds on, i’m feelin’ petty (petty)
get my cake, i will always be there for my confetti (cake)
animal inside the lamb’, got horses in the motor
got a b_tch named nina and she love it when i tote her
we ain’t fallin’ for that tough guy sh_t, that huff_and_puffin’ (no)
it’s under discussion, you don’t want these repercussions (no)
[verse 2: young thug]
i just bought lil’ shawty twenty birkins, now they scared of her
louis drench her off, and i walked in and i was hermès’d up
i told that b_tch to call me papi, i got my turbans up (papi)
i’m rich as f_ck, really, you need to switch the topic up
hickory d_ckory dock, i done ran my salary and ran my credits up (woo)
i just bought four b_tches the same watch because i’m paid as f_ck
camera in the rearview lambo’ and i see i’m speedin’ up
ayy, what you want? i take my b_tch to get her tummy tucked
too many cameras in the club, gotta keep it low, gotta hit his tummy up
put a snub_nose on the brand new ruger .44, by the day i’m tommy’d up
sick of these broke_ass, petty_ass n_ggas and hoes, b_tch, i’m goals
birthday came, i had bought me a two_tone, roofless weightless rolls (yeah)
cash got the two_tone ap (yeah), vegas edition, my n_gga, you bold (ooh)
birthday, i’m cakin’ these b_tches (ayy), not fakin’ with b_tches, i’m real as the road (ayy)
keep a few tools, the n_ggas (yeah), they all in they feelings and ready to explode (yeah)
dropped my chain on the ground and now this b_tch gotta dry her toes

- nav young thug

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