Need Some
Nav & Metro Boomin [feat. Gucci Mane] Lyrics
This that 1017 and XO
If young Metro don't trust you, I'mma shoot ya
You gotta show, you sellin' tickets to your best friends
My show be sellin' out in 20 seconds
I fucked your bitch first, gave my broski seconds
My shooter itchin', wanna shoot over a mention
Pop a pill, go to a whole another dimension
Takin' Perkies, I'm avoidin' my depression
Pay the lawyer, make my boy avoid his sentence
He back on road, cashing out and livin' senseless
Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah)
Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah)
I think I need some help to count all this money yeah
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah
I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing (yeah, me too)
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah
Huh huh, this that 1017 and XO
I call NAV, he in the penthouse smokin' next door
So much money, I ain't worry about the next show
But I paid a quarter million to see my neck glow
I used to sell coke, blow off my metro
They was way above before I met Metro
I think lil mama got me fucked with the sex bro
I like her but I think I'm love with the neck bro
Now It's on to the next ho
Guwop a dog I need a collar and a mink coat
A brainiac, she went to college with the smart folks
But I was trappin' in the 6 sellin' hard dope
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Touch me, get touched
Drinkin' Act, no Tuss
Ever since I got some money
You been actin' up
Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah)
Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah)
I think I need some help to count all this money yeah
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah
I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing yeah
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah
If young Metro don't trust you, I'mma shoot ya
You gotta show, you sellin' tickets to your best friends
My show be sellin' out in 20 seconds
I fucked your bitch first, gave my broski seconds
My shooter itchin', wanna shoot over a mention
Pop a pill, go to a whole another dimension
Takin' Perkies, I'm avoidin' my depression
Pay the lawyer, make my boy avoid his sentence
Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah)
Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah)
I think I need some help to count all this money yeah
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah
I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing (yeah, me too)
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah
Huh huh, this that 1017 and XO
I call NAV, he in the penthouse smokin' next door
So much money, I ain't worry about the next show
But I paid a quarter million to see my neck glow
I used to sell coke, blow off my metro
They was way above before I met Metro
I think lil mama got me fucked with the sex bro
I like her but I think I'm love with the neck bro
Now It's on to the next ho
Guwop a dog I need a collar and a mink coat
A brainiac, she went to college with the smart folks
But I was trappin' in the 6 sellin' hard dope
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Touch me, get touched
Drinkin' Act, no Tuss
Ever since I got some money
You been actin' up
Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah)
Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah)
I think I need some help to count all this money yeah
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah
I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing yeah
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Amir Esmailian, Kevin Gomringer, Leland Tyler Wayne, Navraj Goraya, Radric Delantic Davis, Tim Gomringer
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LYRICS
This that 1017 and XO
If young Metro don't trust you, I'mma shoot ya
You gotta show, you sellin' tickets to your best friends
My show be sellin' out in 20 seconds
I fucked your bitch first, gave my broski seconds
My shooter itchin', wanna shoot over a mention
Pop a pill, go to a whole another dimension
Takin' Perkies, I'm avoidin' my depression
Pay the lawyer, make my boy avoid his sentence
He back on road, cashing out and livin' senseless
Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah)
Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah)
I think I need some help to count all this money yeah
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah
I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing (yeah, me too)
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah
Huh huh, this that 1017 and XO
I call NAV, he in the penthouse smokin' next door
So much money, I ain't worry about the next show
But I paid a quarter million to see my neck glow
I used to sell coke, blow off my metro
They was way above before I met Metro
I think lil mama got me fucked with the sex bro
I like her but I think I'm love with the neck bro
Now It's on to the next ho
Guwop a dog I need a collar and a mink coat
A brainiac, she went to college with the smart folks
But I was trappin' in the 6 sellin' hard dope
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Touch me, get touched
Drinkin' Act, no Tuss
Ever since I got some money
You been actin' up
Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah)
Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah)
I think I need some help to count all this money yeah
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah
I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing yeah
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah
treezzy_tree luie tree Trees baby Trees
The wave came hard
The rain came after hard
The actors cains card
Wood grain star
Put me up in ah car
Seeing ten trillion out the fruawd aboard this.is im god
You should of sighed
It im beside the raps in the.middle out side the raps
Trees known than raps
Out.its weed
Who tf needs a league
Wht the needle's bring
The streets shit hole king
I giggle
Then Sing finagled in things
Straddled up wht i could bring to the.next.mission who.knos whts.next missin to flex conditions
Ima hope it swish.in
Shots with a skilled postion
The pharrell's interesting
Then tht been nesting
Shit wht else my chest brimg
To finesse brinkmanship money teams hit.ah strip cash tossed look at tht flip
Edgar
[Gucci Mane & Future:]
This that 1017 and XO
If young Metro don't trust you, I'ma shoot you
[NAV:]
You got a show, you selling tickets to your best friends
My show be sellin' out, in 20 seconds
I fucked your bitch first, gave my broski seconds
My shooter itchin', wanna shoot over a mention
Pop a pill go to a whole other dimension
Takin' perkies, I'm avoidin' my depression
Pay the lawyer, make my bro avoid a sentence
He back on road, cashing out and livin' senseless
Got my pot and got my fork (got my fork, yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got torque (whip whip, yeah)
Fronted work, you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
My clip long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick a door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah )
[NAV & Gucci Mane:]
I think I need some help to count all this money (yeah)
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds (yeah)
I'm just a brown boy that made something from nothing (yeah, me too)
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' (yeah)
[Gucci Mane:]
Huh huh, this that 1017 and XO
I call NAV, he in a penthouse, smokin' next door
So much money, I ain't worry about the next show
But I paid a quarter mill' to see my neck glow
I use to sell coke, blow off my metro
They was way before I met Metro
I think lil' mama got me fucked up with the sex bro
I like her but I think I'm in love with the neck tho
Now its on to the next ho
Guwop a dog, I need a collar and a mink coat
A brainiac, she went to college with the smart folks
But I was trappin' in the 6 selling hard dope
[NAV:]
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Get a check, run it up
Touch me, get touched
Drinkin' Act, no Tuss
Ever since I got some money
You been actin' up
Got my pot and got my fork (got my fork, yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got torque (whip whip, yeah)
Fronted work, you can't afford (can't afford, yeah)
My clip long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick a door (yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah)
I think I need some help to count all this money (yeah)
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds (yeah)
I'm just a brown boy that made something from nothing (yeah)
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' (yeah)
X brus
I love the production that went into this song. That bass and beat is just🔥🔥🔥
Abhisting
I love NAV as an artist cause he's both vulnerable and confident in all these songs 🔥🔥🔥🔥 It's refreshing to hear how he takes the ups with the downs.
-Abhisting
TheHolyFox123
Why did you sign the comment like Usernames are a foreign concept
blue jæ💜💚☪️
Abhisting agree💧❄️🖌️™️
ChieffinOnReefer
no fucking wayyyy 💯. this shit smooth as fuck 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Kid Chronic
As an aspiring beat maker Metro's beats make me feel some way, they're so dope it aint even fair
D Rack
As of 2022 Wheezy got it on smash
Sneakfreek_ceas
I like how he's more confident with himself and his flows. Good to see he finally doesn't give af about no haters or critics. 💯
Cody Soderquist
August 2021 and this shit still sounds like it just came out 🔥 🔥
zTHRAX. tv
Nav you are killin it bro I'm so happy for you. So lit when these dropped