Glow Up Remix song by NAV from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, Trap, East Coast music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Glow Up Remix Meaning
| [[Verse 1: NAV] Double G buckle tucked under my shirt I taste codeine when I burp I bought a Bentley forgot it insured You just a broke boy, you get on my nerves What would I do if the music ain’t work? If I turn my trap phone off, would it still chirp? I couldn’t tell nouns from a verb But I could sell wings to a bird I could sell tags to a shirt Askin’ me if you got tickets for sure I don’t know, I’m not sure You just got hit with the curve I didn’t know that girl was yours Said that she don’t got no boyfriend, but sure I grabbed her ass, and she call me a perv Open the legs, so I had to insert Make my own beats, and I write my own words Cash found a diamond, tucked under the dirt I blew my third check, and second, and first Now I stack up, pay my bills on the first Me and Body goin’ half on the chicken First we sell it, then we splittin’ the difference I don’t got no time to waste on no bitches Cause I know that the sea got lots of fishes , [Chorus: NAV] Smokin’ and stackin’ and countin’ up green I think I need me a money machine I heard some fuckboys are plottin’ on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans Won’t forget when no one cared about me Talkin’ but they don’t know shit about me Mad I’m the person they wanted to be This ain’t the shit that they wanted to see, yeah Now they lookin’ at me Now everybody, they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me Now everybody, they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me Now everybody, they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Come in the spot and I’m lookin’ so clean (Clean) Balmain, that’s all on my jeans (What?) These niggas mad ’cause I’m gettin’ that cream (Cream) Steady be makin’ them memes No, no, no, I don’t mean to intervene I’m a outcast, I’m so fresh and so clean (Woo) I fuck your bitch just to blow off some steam Semi-colon; I got low self-esteem (Yeah) Shenaynay, that’s what we call double C Oh my goodness, that boy speak to police When I see 12, I can’t talk, I can’t see (I can’t see) Shh, shh, shh, fuck nigga, do not bark up the wrong tree Her bedroom look like a coffin to me On the real, her pussy awesome to me (Yeah) Gag all these niggas that coughin’ at me Turn to Stephen Hawking when the burner asleep AKA badder than your whole damn team (Yeah) You couldn’t even get close to me in your dreams , [Chorus: NAV & Lil Uzi Vert] Smokin’ and stackin’ and countin’ up green I think I need me a money machine (Yeah) I heard some fuckboys are plottin’ on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans (Yeah) Won’t forget when no one cared about me Talkin’ but they don’t know shit about me Mad I’m the person they wanted to be This ain’t the shit that they wanted to see, yeah (Brown boy) Now they lookin’ at me Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me] |
