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Navy
   ------Bodega Bamz

Chorus: (x2)
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That’s on me, that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That’s on me, that’s on me

Yeah, don’t make a sound, no hiccup, ha
I call your bitch to get my dick sucked, ha
I’m from the slums, don’t write checks
I’m full steps, no boom back!
It’s New, New York like…
I’m more raps radar from a corner to a stadium
I saw butter baby like Fabio
I put ravy on, I got my navy on!
All blue like my nigga Nip Hussle
Mother fucker knew about the struggle
93 with the first…
95 started getting into trouble
97 cause Ebro fucked with me
What a… don’t… with me
So the coke come flexing (cut the blade)
So the coke, I’m stretching (cut the blade)
I’m in the hood so I still invest
You’re in the hood and you’re looking lil desperate
They told me chill, but I said nay
I’m the answer, no Christian ay I popping!
I make the name popular
Raise a face cut to your jugular
Man of van bams, you are under car
Still stuck in drugs in the…
Still racing up down the boulevard
Below to a rolly, that’s a color card
My Colombian connect from…
Rich poured on some deeds…
Tell me what’s the king to a fucking God!
Tell me what’s the king to a fucking God!
Tell me how are you riding with a fucking fraud
Tell me how are you riding with a fucking fraud

Chorus: (x2)
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That’s on me, that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That ten flag that’s on me
That’s on me, that’s on me
Now fuck with me, fuck with me
Now fuck with me, fuck with me