Lyrics NAV – Wolves
Text:
Traphouse Mob
Swirv
NAV:
Doin’ shit can’t believe (Yeah)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the sleeves
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G’s
Me and Pop Smoke we fuckin’ on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let’s go)
Heard that they drop the witness, I’ma just sip my tea (Hmm)
I ain’t take a pat down, I’m inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast
Pop Smoke:
AP, Audemars, cost a hunnid thousand
Big .38 gon hawk ’em, if a nigga tryna stretch it
Big .38 up on my body, put him in the sky, it won’t leave a witness, ha
Send that nigga to the dental, ha
For thinkin’ that niggas pretendin’
I got fifty two shots in this Glock with an infrared up on a op if he let off
Chains, Ksubi on the top, yellow tape on his block, blow his head off
Roll with the choppa go dumb (Dumb)
Niggas see me and they run (Run)
Set us up on the gun (Gun)
I’m ’bout to rage for nun’
Dre, Ksubi, boy playin’ with the toolie, huh
I bet he make a movie, huh (Look)
Pop dripped up in Louis (Huh)
A couple hunnids and some jewelry
A couple hunnids and some Gucci (Yeah)
NAV:
Every city that I go to you know I fuck with the G’s (With the G’s)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the sleeves
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G’s
Me and Pop Smoke we fuckin’ on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let’s go)
Heard that they drop the witness, I’ma just sip my tea (Hmm)
I ain’t take a pat down, I’m inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast
Bitch get naked in my presidential suite (Yeah)
Yeah, poppin’ off tags, every day wear brand new tee (Yeah, no cap)
Yeah, grew up I turned into the G I wanna be (Be)
Yeah, got a time piece, but the time I cannot see (Yeah)
Dropped a bag they covered his body up with a sheet (Yeah, yeah)
Pulled up on the block, they left him in the middle of the street
Rest in peace, I hope his family losin’ sleep
Keep my eyes open, I kill his cousin if he come for me (No cap)
Yeah, any second on the clock, I’m sippin’ on wock’
Yeah, say he want smoke, drop a bag, every body get shot
Yeah, anytime we leave the club these bitches gon’ flock (Flock)
Yeah, keep makin’ hits, I’ma keep, I’m on my job (Yeah)
Every city that I go to you know I fuck with the G’s (With the G’s)
NYC, I fuck with the wolves, I fuck with the sleeves
Said he want smoke, his body drop, it cost two G’s
Me and Pop Smoke we fuckin’ on bitches overseas (Yeah, yeah)
Took his soul, rest in peace, got his face painted on a tee (Let’s go)
Heard that they drop the witness, I’ma just sip my tea (Hmm)
I ain’t take a pat down, I’m inside the club with my piece (Yeah)
Yeah was raised in the jungle, it turned me to a beast