wavy navy pooh - money on my head lyrics
[intro: wavy navy pooh]
whole lotta sus sh_t no scrub sh_t n_gga
get money and stop hating f_ckboy
you understand me, aye aye aye
[chorus: wavy navy pooh]
these n_ggas say it’s money on my head but they ain’t got enough
looking for these n_ggas in these streets but they ain’t popping up
i’m cutting through the other side but i ain’t leave you dead enough
i’m snapping on my shooter he ain’t paint that n_gga red enough
walk up on that n_gga gun him down you know his head’ll bust
i hear that n_gga talking like he savage but he scared of us
quick to let it blow you know my n_ggas some shooters, aye
we don’t do no talking wе ain’t with the computers
[verse 1: wavy navy pooh]
black leadеrs of our days, yeah my n_ggas some bloods
see these diamonds round my neck, yeah i got this out the mud
common revolution in progress, my n_gga juicy a crip
step out and bounce i hit his line, my n_gga juicy’ll trip
f_ck i look like beef with n_ggas i’m too big for y’all
the first to make it out my city look what i did for y’all
you n_ggas cutting on my side what was you thinking though
you n_ggas getting out of line you need a spanking dawg
mannie fresh, watch a n_gga get his roll on
baby girl how you a freak you got your clothes on
when i pick up my lil shooter all he need is a molly
when i pick up my lil shooter he gon’ catch him a body
[chorus: wavy navy pooh]
these n_ggas say it’s money on my head but they ain’t got enough
looking for these n_ggas in these streets but they ain’t popping up
i’m cutting through the other side but i ain’t leave you dead enough
i’m snapping on my shooter he ain’t paint that n_gga red enough
walk up on that n_gga gun him down you know his head’ll bust
i hear that n_gga talking like he savage but he scared of us
quick to let it blow you know my n_ggas some shooters, aye
we don’t do no talking we ain’t with the computers
[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
(uh, uh, uh, uh, go)
already be fly before i even board a flight (just land)
ducked off in the trenches they thought i was losing sight (can’t see me)
we push when it’s necessary don’t believe the hype (go)
i’m a young n_gga don’t give a f_ck and that’s her favorite type
man you know that ain’t my speed why you running make a post
they gon’ do it they gon’ go
boss and drug can’t tell them blow (shoot)
hitters pulled a triple double they scored three times in a row
prefer my drugs raw like me i hate when they play with the dope (f_ck)
hit my [?] for a reason he a rat and i knew it (knew it)
tunnel vision ’bout this paper how i’m getting straight to it (gone)
everything i do exclusive, this the latest in louie (drip)
ain’t a soul f_cking with me, we can end the conclusion
facts
[chorus: wavy navy pooh]
these n_ggas say it’s money on my head but they ain’t got enough
looking for these n_ggas in these streets but they ain’t popping up
i’m cutting through the other side but i ain’t leave you dead enough
i’m snapping on my shooter he ain’t paint that n_gga red enough
walk up on that n_gga gun him down you know his head’ll bust
i hear that n_gga talking like he savage but he scared of us
quick to let it blow you know my n_ggas some shooters, aye
we don’t do no talking we ain’t with the computers
[verse 3: wavy navy pooh]
i’d rather catch him in the car than catch him on feet, aye
yeah you scoped but i’ma catch you n_ggas four deep
the way he ran them down you swear them boys had no heat
them n_ggas chicken, yeah they sour, yeah they so sweet
semi looking clean, wavy where you got your fade at?
n_ggas wanna ride shotgun they see me laid back
see them keys and them guns there, you can have that
please don’t call my phone if you hesitate to grab that
n_ggas hollering gang just to flip me up on snapchat
when i up you gon’ run, you won’t have no time to clap back
spin a n_gga round, put two shots in his snapback
leave a n_gga in the store in a bag, like some rap snacks
[chorus: wavy navy pooh]
these n_ggas say it’s money on my head but they ain’t got enough
looking for these n_ggas in these streets but they ain’t popping up
i’m cutting through the other side but i ain’t leave you dead enough
i’m snapping on my shooter he ain’t paint that n_gga red enough
walk up on that n_gga gun him down you know his head’ll bust
i hear that n_gga talking like he savage but he scared of us
quick to let it blow you know my n_ggas some shooters, aye
we don’t do no talking we ain’t with the computers
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