Navy by Tyler Lyrics
[Intro]
Woo!
Tyler
[Chorus]
That bitch is ugly, not feeling it
Her sister hot, pussy killin' it
Hop in the car and we whippin' it
I got the QP I'm flippin' it
AR with drum, it be flippin' shit
Can't be broke cause I be livin' rich
The day you pull up on me, be the day you stop livin' then
And if you pull up on my bro, nobody ever see him again
Hit the fridge and grab a pint, sippin' til I feel amazing
And we got big guns, IDB we be the navy
[Verse]
He don't want no war, he don't want no war
You're at home, being bored, I be out, doin' good
Run up I wish that you would, cookie inside of the wood
Rollin' round 5 deep, fuck a 1 on 1
Why y'all talkin' shit? Y'all forget you my sons?
Don't try to rob me, don't forget that I got my gun
I do not make beats, but AR it got a drum
Keep shootin' that shit no reload, turn a fuckboy into crumbs
I'm with Phelps high as hell, we got the smoke in our lungs
I don't fear death, cause every bodies time comes
Finesse him out his check, then I go ball like the Suns
New AR with a drum, can't tell who I got it from
And hit my phone, if you wanna buy some
[Chorus]
That bitch is ugly, not feeling it
Her sister hot, pussy killin' it
Hop in the car and we whippin' it
I got the QP I'm flippin' it
AR with drum, it be flippin' shit
Can't be broke cause I be livin' rich
The day you pull up on me, be the day you stop livin' then
And if you pull up on my bro, nobody ever see him again
Hit the fridge and grab a pint, sippin' til I feel amazing
And we got big guns, IDB we be the navy
Woo!
Tyler
[Chorus]
That bitch is ugly, not feeling it
Her sister hot, pussy killin' it
Hop in the car and we whippin' it
I got the QP I'm flippin' it
AR with drum, it be flippin' shit
Can't be broke cause I be livin' rich
The day you pull up on me, be the day you stop livin' then
And if you pull up on my bro, nobody ever see him again
Hit the fridge and grab a pint, sippin' til I feel amazing
And we got big guns, IDB we be the navy
[Verse]
He don't want no war, he don't want no war
You're at home, being bored, I be out, doin' good
Run up I wish that you would, cookie inside of the wood
Rollin' round 5 deep, fuck a 1 on 1
Why y'all talkin' shit? Y'all forget you my sons?
Don't try to rob me, don't forget that I got my gun
I do not make beats, but AR it got a drum
Keep shootin' that shit no reload, turn a fuckboy into crumbs
I'm with Phelps high as hell, we got the smoke in our lungs
I don't fear death, cause every bodies time comes
Finesse him out his check, then I go ball like the Suns
New AR with a drum, can't tell who I got it from
And hit my phone, if you wanna buy some
[Chorus]
That bitch is ugly, not feeling it
Her sister hot, pussy killin' it
Hop in the car and we whippin' it
I got the QP I'm flippin' it
AR with drum, it be flippin' shit
Can't be broke cause I be livin' rich
The day you pull up on me, be the day you stop livin' then
And if you pull up on my bro, nobody ever see him again
Hit the fridge and grab a pint, sippin' til I feel amazing
And we got big guns, IDB we be the navy