Najia Boy (Remix)
Boys talk tuff
Always tryna test me
In my prime lowkey wanna best me
Fake chains do none to impress me
Blitz the hole
Another sack for the stat sheet
It's damn scene
When the Najia Boy pulling up
It's a damn scene
When the Najia Boy turning up
Don't forget the Gutterboy
In the mix getting crunk
All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front
Good vibes good times really what we do
Late nights in the stu
Chilling with the crew
Same nigga talking tuff
Ain't nun new
Got his chain snatched
Looking like a damn fool
Q50 off the lot
Whip with no mileage
Same drip since 14
I had no stylist
Need to move quick
Everybody stays plotting
Taz made a name my Flordia boy stays violent
Stay violent you know I gotta stay dangerous
I can't really fuck with hoes that wanna be famous
I can never have a friend acting like a stranger
Crew full of colors looking like the power rangers
Ya the power rangers
Always stay the same money never gone change us
We love all the hate cuz it always entertain us
Slave to a label tryna flex cuz you chained up
Boys talk tuff
Always tryna test me
In my prime
Lowkey wanna best me
Fake chains do none to impress me
Blitz the hole
Another sack for the stat sheet
It's damn scene
When the Najia Boy pulling up
It's a damn scene
When the Najia Boy turning up
Don't forget the Gutterboy
In the mix getting crunk
All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front
Never need to front
Imma always be me
All that hate and anger
Just to plot against me
Why they always stay talking down on me
Why they always stay talking down on me
Fake chains does none to impress me
All that capping
Just to put up a damn scene
Who you fooling tryna sip all that fake lean
I know niggas put in work on me
19 two whips in the drive way
Hit my nigga Kirk
Its money talk all day
Cover 3
Its pick 6 coming my way
King Jay off the edge destroying zone plays
Whatcha gone do when that pressure on
Whatcha gone do when that pressure on
Whatcha gone do when that pressure on
You know the Najia Boy coming and we plan to turn up
Boys talk tuff
Always tryna test me
In my prime lowkey
Wanna best me
Fake chains do none to impress me
Blitz the hole
Another sack for the stat sheet
It's damn scene when the Najia Boy
Pulling up
It's a damn scene when the Najia Boy
Turning up
Don't forget the Gutterboy
In the mix getting crunk
All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front
Always tryna test me
In my prime lowkey wanna best me
Fake chains do none to impress me
Blitz the hole
Another sack for the stat sheet
It's damn scene
When the Najia Boy pulling up
It's a damn scene
When the Najia Boy turning up
Don't forget the Gutterboy
In the mix getting crunk
All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front
Good vibes good times really what we do
Late nights in the stu
Chilling with the crew
Same nigga talking tuff
Ain't nun new
Got his chain snatched
Looking like a damn fool
Q50 off the lot
Whip with no mileage
Same drip since 14
I had no stylist
Need to move quick
Everybody stays plotting
Taz made a name my Flordia boy stays violent
Stay violent you know I gotta stay dangerous
I can't really fuck with hoes that wanna be famous
I can never have a friend acting like a stranger
Crew full of colors looking like the power rangers
Ya the power rangers
Always stay the same money never gone change us
We love all the hate cuz it always entertain us
Slave to a label tryna flex cuz you chained up
Boys talk tuff
Always tryna test me
In my prime
Lowkey wanna best me
Fake chains do none to impress me
Blitz the hole
Another sack for the stat sheet
It's damn scene
When the Najia Boy pulling up
It's a damn scene
When the Najia Boy turning up
Don't forget the Gutterboy
In the mix getting crunk
All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front
Never need to front
Imma always be me
All that hate and anger
Just to plot against me
Why they always stay talking down on me
Why they always stay talking down on me
Fake chains does none to impress me
All that capping
Just to put up a damn scene
Who you fooling tryna sip all that fake lean
I know niggas put in work on me
19 two whips in the drive way
Hit my nigga Kirk
Its money talk all day
Cover 3
Its pick 6 coming my way
King Jay off the edge destroying zone plays
Whatcha gone do when that pressure on
Whatcha gone do when that pressure on
Whatcha gone do when that pressure on
You know the Najia Boy coming and we plan to turn up
Boys talk tuff
Always tryna test me
In my prime lowkey
Wanna best me
Fake chains do none to impress me
Blitz the hole
Another sack for the stat sheet
It's damn scene when the Najia Boy
Pulling up
It's a damn scene when the Najia Boy
Turning up
Don't forget the Gutterboy
In the mix getting crunk
All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front
Credits
Writer(s): Kolade Ogunjemiyo
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