[Rowdy Rebel] Uh, haha, yes, grr, haha, woah Ah, boom, ah-ah, ha, come on, boom, ayy Ayo, NAV, what´s up, bro? Backed in my zone And, yeah, I´ll put some more nigga shit, ah-ah-ah (Gang, brr, huh?)
[Rowdy Rebel] Back in my zone and I´m focused (Uh-huh) Please don´t start no commotion (Nah) Y´all playin´, we uppin´, we throwin´ (We throwin´) Ain´t gotta think twice, I´m blowin´ (Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow, grr) Me and NAV on a mission to get to the cash, all my money growin´ I done touched down and I ran up a bag so fast like I´m Jesse Owens (Owens) I got your bitch and she ho-in´ (She ho-in´) Chain my neck, that shit glowin´ (Shit glowin´) Ice on my wrist, that shit frozen (That frozen) Straight to the top, where we goin´? (Where we goin´?) I´m fresh out the can and bustin´ up Xans
That´s why I´m movin´ in slow motion (Motion) I bust a dance to hold up my pants To make sure my Glock ain´t showin´
[NAV & Rowdy Rebel] Gotta drop on an opp, where is he? (Where is he?) Slide in that corner, get busy (Get busy) Look at my chain, shit get frisky I´m rockin´ Elliot diamonds, no kizzy (No cap) All my shooters givin´ out head taps I ain´t goin´ inside no club with no blicky Got your girl backstage at my show And I signed three letters on her titty (That´s "NAV") GS9, XO, pushin´ your wig back 4-5-6, get a head crack Drivin´ inside the foreign Watch everybody move every time I back, back
Most of these people gon´ fold under pressure Your big homie turned to a rat, rat (Rat) Gettin´ free bands, I´m gettin´ to the guap Like Tarantino, I got racks, racks (Racks) Two-tone dollar, got a two-tone Glock Got a yellow-bone bitch with a two-door drop Do it for the thrill, my shooters do drill In a Hellcat and they get away from the cops Run into me, I´m a rebel like Rowdy When I´m in my city, I feel like John Gotti Put some respect on my body So much money, think I joined ´Luminati (Yeah)
[Rowdy Rebel] Back in my zone and I´m focused (Uh-huh) Please don´t start no commotion (Nah) Y´all playin´, we uppin´, we throwin´ (We throwin´)
Ain´t gotta think twice, I´m blowin´ (Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow, grr) Me and NAV on a mission to get to the cash, all my money growin´ I done touched down and I ran up a bag so fast like I´m Jesse Owens (Owens) I got your bitch and she ho-in´ (She ho-in´) Chain my neck, that shit glowin´ (Shit glowin´) Ice on my wrist, that shit frozen (That frozen) Straight to the top, where we goin´? (Where we goin´?) I´m fresh out the can and bustin´ up Xans That´s why I´m movin´ in slow motion (Motion) I bust a dance to hold up my pants To make sure my Glock ain´t showin´
[Rowdy Rebel] I´m off the Addy, I´m geekin´ (I´m geekin´)
I´m in the spot, I´m tweakin´ (I´m tweakin´) We might just up for no reason (No reason) All of my diamonds is freezin´ (Freezin´) All of my diamonds from Eric the Jeweler, he make my shit cooler My diamonds is wet like a sewer I told him to bust up my shooters ´Cause all of my shooters, they gon´ take care of the mula (Woo) Slide through your block with a MAC (With a MAC) I ain´t talkin´ bout no sleeze (No sleeze) I´m talkin´ ´bout this .30, attached (Attached) Check this MAC, I got in the V (Woah) I´m in the back of the Bach with a MAC I´m tryna clear off the scene (Off the scene) I got my bitch in the car, she drivin´ She ain´t gon´ tell what she see (See, woah) I make her bust off a Perc´ (Off a Perc´)
Then make her get down on her knees (On her knees) I put my Glock in her purse (Her purse) ´Cause it show in my Amiri jeans (Jeans) I got a bitch that´s a nurse (A nurse) She always take care of my needs (My needs) All of my hot boys on go (On go) They all gon´ put on for the team (For the team) Bet you they cover they mouth (They mouth) They ain´t gon´ talk or speak (Shh) They gon´ just drip when you park (What?) And run up that shmoney machine
[Rowdy Rebel] Back in my zone and I´m focused (Uh-huh) Please don´t start no commotion (Nah) Y´all playin´, we uppin´, we throwin´ (We throwin´)
Ain´t gotta think twice, I´m blowin´ (Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow, grr) Me and NAV on a mission to get to the cash, all my money growin´ I done touched down and I ran up a bag so fast like I´m Jesse Owens (Owens) I got your bitch and she ho-in´ (She ho-in´) Chain my neck, that shit glowin´ (Shit glowin´) Ice on my wrist, that shit frozen (That frozen) Straight to the top, where we goin´? (Where we goin´?) I´m fresh out the can and bustin´ up Xans That´s why I´m movin´ in slow motion (Motion) I bust a dance to hold up my pants To make sure my Glock ain´t showin´ (Grrah)