Najia Boy (Remix) Lyrics

Boys talk tuff

Always tryna test me

In my prime lowkey wanna best me

Fake chains do none to impress me

Blitz the hole

Another sack for the stat sheet

It's damn scene

When the Najia Boy pulling up

It's a damn scene

When the Najia Boy turning up

Don't forget the Gutterboy

In the mix getting crunk

All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front

Good vibes good times really what we do

Late nights in the stu

Chilling with the crew

Same nigga talking tuff

Ain't nun new

Got his chain snatched

Looking like a damn fool

Q50 off the lot

Whip with no mileage

Same drip since 14

I had no stylist

Need to move quick

Everybody stays plotting

Taz made a name my Flordia boy stays violent

Stay violent you know I gotta stay dangerous

I can't really fuck with hoes that wanna be famous

I can never have a friend acting like a stranger

Crew full of colors looking like the power rangers

Ya the power rangers

Always stay the same money never gone change us

We love all the hate cuz it always entertain us

Slave to a label tryna flex cuz you chained up

Boys talk tuff

Always tryna test me

In my prime

Lowkey wanna best me

Fake chains do none to impress me

Blitz the hole

Another sack for the stat sheet

It's damn scene

When the Najia Boy pulling up

It's a damn scene

When the Najia Boy turning up

Don't forget the Gutterboy

In the mix getting crunk

All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front

Never need to front

Imma always be me

All that hate and anger

Just to plot against me

Why they always stay talking down on me

Why they always stay talking down on me

Fake chains does none to impress me

All that capping

Just to put up a damn scene

Who you fooling tryna sip all that fake lean

I know niggas put in work on me

19 two whips in the drive way

Hit my nigga Kirk

Its money talk all day

Cover 3

Its pick 6 coming my way

King Jay off the edge destroying zone plays

Whatcha gone do when that pressure on

Whatcha gone do when that pressure on

Whatcha gone do when that pressure on

You know the Najia Boy coming and we plan to turn up

Boys talk tuff

Always tryna test me

In my prime lowkey

Wanna best me

Fake chains do none to impress me

Blitz the hole

Another sack for the stat sheet

It's damn scene when the Najia Boy

Pulling up

It's a damn scene when the Najia Boy

Turning up

Don't forget the Gutterboy

In the mix getting crunk

All my thick queens bring that ass to damn front