Lyrics NAV – Tussin
Text:
Yeah
I been drinkin’ on Tussin’
Yeah (Yeah)
You gain this money
I hit the shot before the shot clock (Shot clock)
I spend a quarter on the watch (Quarter on a watch)
I drip drip my main bitch down in rust (Yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks (Gucci socks)
I got my main bitch a Patek, yeah (Patek)
Got my side bitch a Gucci watch (Gucci watch)
I spend that chicken on my neck, yeah (Yeah)
I’m watching all these birdies flock (Ohh)
S63 cost me 200 hunnid G’s (G’s)
I suggest that you should ride with me (Me)
Feels like my flaws are all you ever see (All you see)
Just take it easy, it ain’t easy being me, yeah
Besides the money, what you want me for?
You got everything they got in the store (You got everything)
But when you met me said you didn’t want a penny
Blew a bag and bought you twenty
I been drinkin’ on Tussin’
Yeah (Yeah)
You gained this money
It’ll make ’em hurt, yeah
I hit the shot before the shot clock (Shot clock)
I spend a quarter on the watch (Quarter on a watch)
I drip drip my main bitch down in rust (Yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks (Gucci socks)
People told me, like damn
I been spendin’ too much money
Stay out the clubs
And I told ’em, uh
I don’t know what done got into me
You know what I’m saying?
I think it’s, the high power drugs I’m doin’
Wanna catch an XO vibe, well it’s fine by me
Gotta give your phone up, you gotta show ID (XO)
There’s not a lot of bitches that will stand by me
So there’s not a lot of bitches that can stand by me
Soon as I find a girl that get along with me
I’ma fill her bag with hunnids and a lot of twenties
I bought you Gucci joggers and they got a lil crease
The Prada jogging suit cost tall, tech fees
Fuck you face to face
So I can feel your heart beat (Heart beat)
Say you wanna see me
I can fly you out, I’ll put you on the next seat
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
And you know everything on me
You got some high Chanel boots on you
You look just like my rich auntie
She was the first person wearing Blondie
I used to wanna fuck my auntie
They used to call her «Ki Girl»
She sold bricks and she a low-key murderer
I been drinkin’ on Tussin’