Na Na Na Boo Boo

(Fuck that) Na na-na, boo-boo

(Damn, Savion)

Ha-ha, I fucked your bitch and you didn't, ha

Na na-na, boo-boo

(Yung Shad, you killed this track)

I'm brazy like that, big Glock, bitch

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with you

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Big Glock, and it's pointed at you

And my **** bang suwoo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

We all up in G5

Turnin' up, so ****, screw you

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

He thought it was cocaine

But I finessed him with the flour like

Na na-na, boo-boo

Fuck you, bitch, screw you

Na na-na, boo-boo

Bitch, na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with True Religion, that is all for you

No, lil' bitch, that's all for you

Ferragamo on my mink, hmm

I don't wanna fuck that lil' bitch, I don't drink

I'ma tell that lil' pussy, that's shit, stink

Tell that lil' bitch that her pussy, it stink

Sippin' on Henny, you know that I drink

Sippin' on Henny, you know that I think

Hop out on my ****, yeah, time to pink

Shoot that lil' bitch, and I bet I won't blink

Shoot that lil' bitch with my eyes wide open

Fuck **** say he want a feature for five hundred, what the hell you smokin'?

Tell me what the fuck, you jokin'?

Ha, he-he, ha-ha-ha

Ha, he-he, ha-ha-ha

Pull up on a **** like blah, blah

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with you

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Big Glock, and it's pointed at you

And my **** bang suwoo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

We all up in G5

Turnin' up, so ****, screw you

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

He thought it was cocaine

But I finessed him with the flour like

And she just told me that she really love the way we swaggin'

Forty on my neck, and I ain't even fuckin' braggin'

Ten bands on her neck and wrist and I spent it

Sold it for like thirty-five hundred, like pennies

I don't wanna fuck the bitch because I heard she ugly

Shorty wanna fuck me, but I know the pussy musty

I am not a cleaner, but you know that pussy dusty

That chopper gon' kill you, I swear to God we drill you

On Blood gang, yeah, suwoo

Ya ain't with us, I can't feel you

But I fuck with Crips

Free motherfuckin' Bree, yeah, he trippin'

Yeah, he trippin'

But my **** Crippin'

And my **** bummin' hoes

Ten hundred bond, that ain't nothing

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Fucked your bitch in Jimmy Choo

Giuseppe, we don't fuck with you

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Big Glock, and it's pointed at you

And my **** bang suwoo

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

We all up in G5

Turnin' up, so ****, screw you

Na na-na, boo-boo

Na na-na, boo-boo

He thought it was cocaine

But I finessed him with the flour like