Naij - Hardy Caprio

Buh Buh

Hmm

Fuck this weak shit

Yeah yeah

Me and Tex in that ride

Man finesse like I’m Naij

They’re forgetting what I’m like

Wanna bread me on the sly

End up comin' too close

Please don’t step up on my Nikes

In the evening time we love em'

But by the morning tell em' bye

All these rap bruddas corny

Everything they do it bores me

How you running to the pigs

But you’re comin' telling porkies

Mouth doing Mo Farah

They just wanna tell a story

Oh no oh no

They’re forgetting what I’m like

Me and Tex in that ride

They’re forgetting what I’m like

Man finesse like I’m Naij

Man finesse like I’m Naij

Used to be dead broke

Now we get it like its rice

Bare at home bare at home

Man you gotta tell em' twice

Cool off cool off

Stand down stand down

Anymore weak shit

Man down man down

I don’t wanna hear sound

I don’t wanna hear sound

Fuck this weak shit

Man’s out man’s out

I’m in the ends with Ugandans

With the man I finesse with Naij

These man that I flex with Naij

They might beat while I dead this pride

My yardy niggas they on badness

With the man I cut cheques with Naij

These man I finesse with Naij

Man’s had a hectic life

I just always wanted more

Yatties wanna come on tour

Man just wanna come and bounce

I’m a lighty connoisseur

You weren’t saying nothing then

How you saying something now?

Bitches off your front door

Man will come into your house

I just let you know its patent

Why you moving like a patty?

Man might pull up with a scatty

White Beamer black trackie

You weren’t saying nothing then

How you saying something now?

You won’t even know I know the drilla nigga

I just fucking get about

Me and Tex in that ride

They’re forgetting what I’m like

Man finesse like I’m Naij

Man finesse like I’m Naij

Used to be dead broke

Now we get it like its rice

Bare at home bare at home

Man you gotta tell em' twice

Cool off cool off

Stand down stand down

Anymore weak shit

Man down man down

I don’t wanna hear sound

I don’t wanna hear sound

Fuck this weak shit

Man’s out man’s out

I’m in the ends with Ugandans

With the man I finesse with Naij

These man that I flex with Naij

They might beat while I dead this pride

My yardy niggas they on badness

With the man I cut cheques with Naij

These man I finesse with Naij

Man’s had a hectic life

Man’s always wanted more

…On tour

I just wanna come 'n' bounce

I’m a lighty connoisseur