NAV – Weirdo Lyrics

NAV Weirdo Lyrics

(Wheezy outta here)

Wake up in the mornin’, I’m already high by the time that I get suited up (High)
Only here and I’m doin’ this Preston, I leave bad impressions, I stay booted up (Booted)
Your favorite rapper act like a weirdo, every time I talk, he keep on blinkin’ at me (Weirdo)
Eliantte on my bracelet, two-carat eyeballs keep on winkin’ at me (Bling)

Sleep by myself, but I cuddle my Glock
I’m my own boss, I don’t punch on the clock (No way)
Know some people got money, they still droppin’ dimes
Got pain in my heart, screamin’ “Free all the slimes”
Call a hit, a convertible chop off his top
They tryna find out how much money I got
I just called up my bank and they told me “A lot” (Racks)
When I buy land, the only time that I plot (Let’s go)

Opps talkin’, but I still ain’t hearin’ em
Send a message, I stress back the fear in ’em
If you got more bread than me, you livin’ delirium
Deal that you signed, I got it in Ethereum
Walk in my closet, I put that shit on
When I’m in my city, I move like a don (Don)
Stay movin’ right, ’cause I know when I’m wrong
I could get somethin’ in, I could get somethin’ gone, yeah
Expensive drip, gotta dry-clean all my clothes (Drip)
Before they walk in, gotta make sure we screen these hoes (Hoes)
I just keep pourin’ up, pourin’ up, pourin’ up, I’m never gon’ catch a cold (Cold)
Gettin’ these racks up and blowin’, I’m blowin’, all my pockets need to be sold (Racks)
Addicted, I’m sick, sick (Sick), keep my dick covered in lipstick
Say you want smoke, is it lit? Lit (Lit) If she get between, get your bitch hit
Lately, it feel like everybody keep dyin’, wanna see pain? Take a look in my eyes
I’m tied in, ’cause I tie my ties (Woah), keepin’ my grip, I ain’t lettin’ shit slide

Wake up in the mornin’, I’m already high by the time that I get suited up (High)
Only here and I’m doin’ this Preston, I leave bad impressions, I stay booted up (Booted)
Your favorite rapper act like a weirdo, every time I talk, he keep on blinkin’ at me (Weirdo)
Eliantte on my bracelet, two-carat eyeballs keep on winkin’ at me (Bling)

Sleep by myself, but I cuddle my Glock
I’m my own boss, I don’t punch on the clock (No way)
Know some people got money, they still droppin’ dimes
Got pain in my heart, screamin’ “Free all the slimes”
Call a hit, a convertible chop off his top
They tryna find out how much money I got
I just called up my bank and they told me “A lot” (Racks)
When I buy land, the only time that I plot (Let’s go)

(Wheezy outta here)

    Lyrics Knowledge:

  • Written by: Amir “Cash” Esmailain, Navraj Goraya, Wesley Glass
  • Album: Demons Protected by Angels
  • Released: 2022