Rowdy Rebel feat. NAV – Jesse Owens Lyrics | Official Audio

Lyrics Jesse Owens – Rowdy Rebel feat. NAV

Back in my zone and I’m focused
Please don’t start no commotion
They playin’, we uppin’, we throwin’
Ain’t gotta think twice, I’m blowin’
Me and NAV on a mission to get to the cash
All my money growin’
I done touched down and I ran up a bag
So fast like I’m Jesse Owens

I got your b**ch and she ho-in’
Chanel my neck, that s**t glowin’
Ice on my wrist, that s**t frozen
Straight to the top, where we goin’
I’m fresh out the can and bustin’ up Xans
That’s why I’m movin’ in slow motion
I bust a dance to hold up my pants
To make sure my Glock ain’t showin’

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Gotta drop on an opp, where is he
Slide in that corner, get busy
Look at my chain, s**t get frisky
I’m rockin’ Elliot diamonds, no kizzy
All my shooters givin’ out head taps
I ain’t goin’ inside no club with no blicky
Got your girl backstage at my show
And I signed three letters on her titty

GS9, XO, pushin’ your wig back
4-5-6, get ahead, crack
Drivin’ inside the foreign
Watch everybody move every time I back, back
Most of these people gon’ fold under pressure
Your big homie turned to a rat, rat
Gettin’ free bands, I’m gettin’ to the guap
Like Tarantino, I got racks, racks

Two-tone dollar, got a two-tone Glock
Got a yellow-bone b**ch with a two-door drop
Do it for the thrill, my shooters do drill
In a Hellcat and they get away from the cops
Run into me, I’m a rebel like Rowdy
When I’m in my city, I feel like John Gotti
Put some respect on my body
So much money, think I joined ‘Luminati

Back in my zone and I’m focused
Please don’t start no commotion
They playin’, we uppin’, we throwin’
Ain’t gotta think twice, I’m blowin’
Me and NAV on a mission to get to the cash
All my money growin’
I done touched down and I ran up a bag
So fast like I’m Jesse Owens

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I got your b**ch and she ho-in’
Chanel my neck, that s**t glowin’
Ice on my wrist, that s**t frozen
Straight to the top, where we goin’
I’m fresh out the can and bustin’ up Xans
That’s why I’m movin’ in slow motion
I bust a dance to hold up my pants
To make sure my Glock ain’t showin’

I’m off the Addy, I’m geekin’
I’m in the spot, I’m tweakin’
We might just up for no reason
All of my diamonds is freezin’
All of my diamonds from Eric the jeweler
He make my s**t cooler
My diamonds is wet like a sewer
I told him to bust up my shooters
‘Cause all of my shooters
They gon’ take care of the mula

Slide through your block with a MAC
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no switch
I’m talkin’ ’bout this .30, attached
Check this MAC, I got it in here
I’m in the back of the pack with a MAC
I’m tryna clear off the scene
I got my b**ch in the car, she drivin’
She ain’t gon’ tell what she see

I make her bust off a Perc’
Then make her get down on her knees
I put my Glock in her purse
To the show in my Amiri jeans
I got a b**ch that’s a nurse
She always take care of my needs
All of my hot boys on go
They over, put one for the team
Run ’til they cover they mouth
They ain’t gon’ talk or speak
They gon’ just drip when you park
And run up that shmoney machine

Back in my zone and I’m focused
Please don’t start no commotion
They playin’, we uppin’, we throwin’
Ain’t gotta think twice, I’m blowin’
Me and NAV on a mission to get to the cash
All my money growin’
I done touched down and I ran up a bag
So fast like I’m Jesse Owens

I got your b**ch and she ho-in’
Chanel my neck, that s**t glowin’
Ice on my wrist, that s**t frozen
Straight to the top, where we goin’
I’m fresh out the can and bustin’ up Xans
That’s why I’m movin’ in slow motion
I bust a dance to hold up my pants
To make sure my Glock ain’t showin’

Showin’, showin’, showin’…

➤ Written by NAV & Rowdy Rebel
Produced by Pro Logic
Rowdy Rebel | NAV | 2021

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