Navigator Truck - Alex Wiley, Chance The Rapper, Calez

This shit too ridiculous, chronicles of ridderick

Money in that safe and now that foreign is illiterate

Skrrr, Skrr, all the time, my new ghost spaceship

I’m livin in 2080, boy that’s just my gang shit

I’m just on my fame shit, Wiley drop that flame shit

Now we cross the border with it visas for your main bitch

Take a couplet when I spit it, I sing for an angel

I know you in danger, when you see us pull up in that

Navigator truck, never gave a fuck, no

You can hit my blunt, cuz I’m rolling big ol' blunts dawg

If you wanna come through, you can hit my telephone

She know I be hella here, look up I be hella gone

Navigator truck, never gave a fuck, no

You can’t hit my blunt, cuz I’m rolling big ol' blunts dawg

If you wanna come through, you can hit my telephone

She know I be hella here, look up I be hella gone

And I like how you feel in my Chevy

And I like how you feel in my ride

And I like how you feel in my mind

Bitch I’m way, way, way up

Bitch I’m going way up

You niggas is layups

Nigga, get your weight up

Way, way, way, up

Bitch, i’m going way up

Ya fuck me on my way up

And we never forgave ya

Navigator truck, never gave a fuck, no

You can’t hit my blunt, cuz I’m rolling big ol' blunts dawg

If you wanna come through, you can hit my telephone

She know I be hella here, look up I be hella gone

Navigator truck, never gave a fuck, no

You can’t hit my blunt, cuz I’m rolling big ol' blunts dawg

If you wanna come through, you can hit my telephone

Just let that shit breathe…

Scooter from Madonna

Dinner with Obamas

We just hit Hawaii, Ohana

Comma, comma, comma

I keep all the commas

I don’t have to log in, I ain’t never sign up

Just let that shit resonate, I need a girl like Tessa Mae

I just added pages to my resume, like yesterday

My project look like science fair, your project look like section 8

Homies hit your session late, your engineer like smh

Just let that shit breathe…

Hesitate, I don’t have to guesstimate

Why you wanna mess with me?

Sittin' with the recipe, right next to me, like just you wait

I just need to situate

Never get why yo bitch ass investigate

Navigator truck, never gave a fuck, no

You can’t hit my blunt, cuz I’m rolling big ol' blunts dawg

If you wanna come through, you can hit my telephone

She know I be hella here, look up i’ll be hella gone

Just let that shit breathe