Nav and Young Thug – Repercussions Song Lyrics

Check out the song lyrics of Repercussions by Nav and Young Thug

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Song Name – Repercussions
Singers – Nav and Young Thug
Album – Emergency Tsunami

Check out the song lyrics of Repercussions by Nav and Young Thug

Everybody ’round me say I’m doin’ too much
When I got some problems, yeah, the drugs come clutch
Shoutout to the opps, we got another cold case
Shoutout to my shooter, he ain’t showin’ no face
Shoutout to the driver, f**k 12, he did the race
They typin’ on computer, only letter I know is K’s

Pull up to the show, I send the hitter and hit the stage
Married to the game, I go to war and I engage
What you drink? We got all the drink, I pour a gallon up
I’m a jerk, took a half of Perc’, I f**k with stamina
Money and famе, with a little game, I get thе best of her
Eco-friendly, I just went electric, popped a Tesla (Woo)

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Wheezy, play some beats, I think the E kicked in, I’m ready
Grindin’ on my teeth, I got no food inside my belly
I just put all my diamonds on, I’m feelin’ petty (Petty)
Get my cake, I will always be there for my confetti (Cake)
Animal inside the Lamb’ got horses in the motor
Got a b**ch named Nina and she love it when I tote her
We ain’t fallin’ for that tough guy shit, that huff and puffin’
It’s under discussion, you don’t want these repercussions

I just bought lil’ shawty twenty Birkins, now they skate off her
Louis drench her off, and I want thing that it was urban stuff
I told that b**ch to call me papi, I got my turbans up (Papi)
I’m rich as f**k, really, you need to switch the topic up
Hickory, dickory, dock my salary, ran my credits up
I just bought four b**ches the same watch ’cause I’m paid as f**k
Camere in the rearview Lambo’, I see when I’m speedin’ up

Hey, what you want? I keep my b**ch to get her tummy tuck
Too many cameras in the club, gotta keep it low
Gotta hit this tummy up, pushin’ up nose on the brand new or the four-four,
Sick of these broke-a**, petty-a** niggas and hoes
Bitch, I’m Ghost, birthday came, I bought me a two-tone roofless white Rolls
Cash got the two-tone, AP Vegas edition, my nigga, you ball
Birthday, I’m cakin’ these b**ches, not fakin’ with b**ches, I’m real as the road
Keep a few tools, the niggas, they all in they feelings, they ready to explode
Dropped my chain on the ground and now this b**ch gotta dry her toes

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Wheezy, play some beats, I think the E kicked in, I’m ready
Grindin’ on my teeth, I got no food inside my belly
I just put all my diamonds on, I’m feelin’ petty (Petty)
Get my cake, I will always be there for my confetti (Cake)
Animal inside the Lamb’ got horses in the motor
Got a b**ch named Nina and she love it when I tote her
We ain’t fallin’ for that tough guy shit, that huff and puffin’
It’s under discussion, you don’t want these repercussions

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