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status - nav lyrics

[chorus: nav]
status (status)
millionaire status, i’m gettin’ paid
baddest
baddest b*tches gon’ come my way
balance (yeah)
lost my balance, but i’m okay (i’m okay)
countin’
stackin’ my benjis every day

[post*chorus: nav]
got an xo piece, square rocks (rocks)
all my opps dead, i hope they rot (rot)
chopper go chop*chop*chop (brr)
‘fore she f*ck me, give me top, top, top (top)
clean the block, block, block (block)
my shooter got a mop, mop, mop (pop, pop)
how much money you got? (you got?)
i told her a lot, lot, lot (a lot)

[verse 1: nav]
brown boy got the game on lock (on lock)
brown boy f*ckin’ all these thots (thots)
run up, we gon’ pop, pop, pop (pop, pop)
brown boy ain’t never get got (yeah)
gucci on every sock (on sock)
got her suckin’ my c*ck, c*ck, c*ck (my c*ck)
got ice, talkin’ rock, rock, rocks (rocks)
summertime, need a drop, drop, drop (skrrt)
i’m scared of gettin’ caught, caught, caught (caught)
let him bleed out, he got shot (shot)
lots of cameras on my block (block)
if i get caught, i won’t talk (talk)
i know they wanna see me in a box (box)
pull over, then i take off (off)
cover my body with expensive cloth (cloth)

[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
i told her a lot, lot, lot (lot, lot)
can’t talk ’cause you might be the cops (what?)
get the bird and i make this sh*t flock (brr)
i can make the bird do the worm out the pot (woo)
f*ckin’ on your b*tch, i secure my spot (spot, spot)
got a bentley with the frog eyes, hop, hop, hop (skrrt)
woah, come on now, why would i stop? yeah (woah)
i kicked the b*tch to the curb, yeah (curb)
when i was ridin’ on the block, uh (let’s go)
that girl, she a nat*nat, yeah (nat)
i need a fly swat, swat, uh (swat, swat)
she like the way i’m mixin’ up my rocks, yeah (woah)
the diamonds hit, leave a mirage, yeah (woah)
the rollie don’t ever tick*tock, yeah
my sections don’t never, um, flop, yeah
one*nine*four*two, yeah
shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, yeah
he talkin’ sh*t, then he got shot (brr)
them bullets went through him, they hot (hot)
he leakin’, that boy need a mop (mop)
that glock, it don’t miss, got a dot (woo)
i sold over, so how could i flop? (yeah)
she keep speakin’, that b*tch, she a thot (thot, woah)

- nav lyrics

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