Na Na Na Boo Boo

Fuck that

Na, na-na, boo-boo

(Damn, son)

I fucked your bitch and you didn't, ah

Na, na-na, boo-boo

(Yung Shad, you killed this)

I'm brazy like that, big Glock bitch

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with you

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Big Glock, and it's pointed at you

And my nigga, bang suwoop

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

We all up in G5

Turnin' up, so nigga screw you

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

He thought it was cocaine

But I finessed them with the flour like

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Fuck you bitch, screw you

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Bitch,na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with you

Religion, that is all for you

Color, bitch that's all for you

Ferragamo on my mink, hm

I don't wanna fuck, ayy lil' bitch, I don't drink

I'm gon' tell that lil' pussy to stick

Tell that lil' bitch, that her pussy stink

Sippin' on Henny, you know that I drink

Sippin' on Henny, you know that I think

I'm of my niggas yeah, tryna peek

Shoot that lil' bitch, and I bet I won't blink

Shoot that lil' bitch, with my eyes wide open

Fuck nigga, he say he want a feature for five hunnid

What the hell you smokin'?

Tell me what the fuck, you jokin'?

Ha, hehe, hahaha-ha

Hehe, hahaha

Pull up on a nigga, like blah blah

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with you

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Big Glock, and it's pointed at you

And my nigga, bang suwoop

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

We all up in G5

Turnin' up, so nigga screw you

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

He thought it was cocaine

But I finessed them with the flour like

Danger talk, but I swear she love the way we swaggin'

Forty on my neck, and I ain't even fuckin' braggin'

Ten bands on a nigga wrist, and I spend it

Sold it for like thirty-five hunnid, like dammit

I don't wanna fuck the baby 'cause I heard she ugly

Shorty wanna fuck me, but I know the pussy musty

I am not a cleaner, but you know that pussy dusty

That choppa gon' kill you, I swear to God we drill you

On blood gang, yeah suwoop

Gang with us, I can't feel you

But I fuck with Crips

Free motherfuckin' Bree, yeah he trippin'

Yeah, he trippin'

But my nigga Cippin'

Yeah, my nigga bummin' hoes

Ten hunnid band, that ain't nothing

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with you

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Big Glock, and it's pointed at you

And my nigga, bang suwoop

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

We all up in G5

Turnin' up, so nigga screw you

Na, na-na, boo-boo

Na, na-na, boo-boo

He thought it was cocaine

But I finessed them with the flour like