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nav feat. metro boomin – hit lyrics

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southside
if young metro don’t trust you, i’m gon’ shoot you

smoke a lot, got a permanent cough
popping them pills again
used to think you was my dog, now you are not my friend
turn myself into a boss, i was born to win
still know how to handle a loss
me and metro going in
everything hit
all my songs h-ts
all my chains h-t
i look like a lick
everything hit
diss me, you get hit
southside got the stick
everything hit

my shooter gave me a promise, said he won’t miss
i’m rich, i’m just being honest, look at my wrist
you’re sh-t, you ain’t p-ssed
20k ain’t sh-t, spent that on my b-tch
roll up i smoke by the zip
got gorillas, a jungle with me
snakes and bees on my feet
bought a range because i don’t want a jeep
f-cking your b-tch for a week
i f-ck your b-tch right where you sleep
leaving my nut in your sheets
molly turned me into a beast
working four days, no sleep

smoke a lot, got a permanent cough
popping them pills again
used to think you was my dog, now you are not my friend
turn myself into a boss, i was born to win
still know how to handle a loss
me and metro going in
everything hit
all my songs h-ts
all my chains h-t
i look like a lick
everything hit
diss me, you get hit
southside got the stick
everything hit

water on my wrist
codeine when i p-ss
got pills in my sh-t
don’t think i could quit
take your xannies to sleep
wake up and i sip
there’s a girl in my bed, and i don’t know the b-tch
i’m sipping juice, i make the yellow fanta orange
i was stuck inside my house and now i’m touring
i couldn’t do it, had to get it like, life got boring
and now my clothes, my whip, and all my b-tches foreign

smoke a lot, got a permanent cough
popping them pills again
used to think you was my dog, now you are not my friend
turn myself into a boss, i was born to win
still know how to handle a loss
me and metro going in
everything hit
all my songs h-ts
all my chains h-t
i look like a lick
everything hit
diss me, you get hit
southside got the stick
everything hit

i’m sipping juice, i make the yellow fanta orange
i was stuck inside my house and now i’m touring
i couldn’t do it, had to get it life got boring
and i might close my whip, and all my b-tches foreign



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