nAvvvi
nAvvvi & Afourteen
nAvvvi & Indigoendo & MUGXTSU
nAvvvi
nAvvvi & Depth Strida
nAvvvi
nAvvvi & LORD DISTORTION
nAvvvi & Istasha
nAvvvi & MKULTRA & J Trauma
nAvvvi & Saint Sleep & Depth Strida
nAvvvi & VENTING PALACE & PRKR
[ Verse 1: nAvvvi ]
Give a nickleback, im froto with another photo
Inklings with a strap-on maybe I should get a Motto
From the depth of grotto, im a paladin so call me grover
We should celebrate when i check that im gettin sober
Tik tok movement, fast it forward yet again
Sybyr movement, can't decide if imma win
Sickly side im questioning a mirror breaking in my path for every and each fan i fucking interfere
When did people choose a feminine-o superstar to come and speak his truths? i swear ill meet up every fuckin spear
Now i can't decide between a cardi or a blonde wit some big ass titties chillin like she mini gwynevere
From a southern hemisphere i trickle down ya body like some water on a chandelier just ask me like a volunteer
[ Verse 2: Depth Strida ]
Spinning bullets - wanted
Your bitch on my whatsapp
She not in my contacts
Kiss her in the sunset
Now you gettin jelly huh?
She tickle my belly huh
Bitches think im cute so please dont try to fucking @ me huh
Have i gone too far? like no-oh
Im just getting started like fosho
You dick is not wide enough its mono
My dick dont fit on a photo
Imitating rappers like "yuh aye"
Im not frontin just havin fun aye
My bitch so hot shes a gun aye
Your hair is dyed like a punk mane
Screaming and whisper in my cunt ay
Big chains black clothes fuck ay
[ Verse 3: Papa Sleep ]
Give it up give it up
Want it all like the cabinet
Sick of ya sick of ya
Everybody looking like a mannequin
Hydrodip your family and now a pair of multicolored statues staring at me
Pull up with the mercenaries we be feisty
Homie wanna hype me
Bite me
Bleeding on a white tee
Dip my feet in the black abyss
Dont need drip
Black cash be the weight on my hips
Fuck around with demolitions I dont really get it
Dynamite stick in my nose burning through the assets
Homie be a sadist
Can't seem to see the finer things we be fighting for the internet
Stuck on display in an atrium
Avian flu in my blood
Take the breath out my lungs
And I can't set the pace
On fonem you a bitch in a rainy day
Waste the moment raining on your clout until you waste away
STINKBUG was written by Saint Sleep & Depth Strida & nAvvvi.
STINKBUG was produced by JAMES GORCZYCA & Kaiser.