Turn & Twist - NAV

Paid in full, gettin' money like Mitch

Back of the Glock, only time I switch

Rap don’t work, God knows what I’m with

Back to the block, hit a lick on bricks

Most of my old friends grew apart

Know a lot of scammers that’s crackin' cards

Couple SSN superstars

Shoppin' at Chane'-ne' free of charge (No charge)

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt in a drop

Lost my mind and I lost my top (Let's go)

Told you I don’t need no stylist

No kizzy, I got 'em Balenci' socks (Balenci')

If we don’t find who we tryna find

We still gon' spin the block (Ooh)

Five shootings in one night

How the fuck they call my city soft?

(Let's go)

Stand on my money like I’m standin' on stilts

Shit look good, gotta get it on film

Steppin' out the foreign with the big ass rims

«Are you NAV?»

Girl, you know I’m him

Wakin' up to hate, ain’t nothin' new

They don’t really got nothin' lse to do

Countin' up blues, got nothin' to prove

Pourin' up th Sprite with the two-times-two

Everything better when you do it yourself

When I spend money, I ain’t got no guilt

I’ma sit down on the throne I built

Fightin' for mine, but the battle uphill

Shittin' on people, I got me a list

When I pull up, make sure they sick

Forgiato lip, give the curb a kiss

Go full throttle, make it turn and twist

Stay ten toes, takin' care of the guys

Lost my faith, had to cut my ties

Iced out bust cover up my eyes

Like a lil' kid bringin' toys outside

LV ring, only one in my size

Money out of sight, never out of mind

Told you, «I'ma help you one last time»

Pockets, ain’t gettin' nothin' outta mine (Nothin')

Holes in my tees, had to wear the same clothes

I went from rags to rich (Rich)

I used to spray on the sample cologne, hopin' I’d bag a bitch (Woah)

People made fun of me drivin' my car, I had no gas in it (Hahaha)

Now every time that I be on the road, they chasin' after it (Let's go)

Stand on my money like I’m standin' on stilts

Shit look good, gotta get it on film

Steppin' out the foreign with the big ass rims

«Are you NAV?»

Girl, you know I’m him

Wakin' up to hate, ain’t nothin' new

They don’t really got nothin' else to do

Countin' up blues, got nothin' to prove

Pourin' up the Sprite with the two-times-two

Everything better when you do it yourself

When I spend money, I ain’t got no guilt

I’ma sit down on the throne I built

Fightin' for mine, but the battle uphill

Shittin' on people, I got me a list

When I pull up, make sure they sick

Forgiato lip, give the curb a kiss

Go full throttle, make it turn and twist

(My nigga Wheezy, know what I’m sayin'?)