Havana lyrics

by

Nay Benz


[Intro: Camila Cabello & Nay Benz]
Ha—, ha—
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na
83rd, no L'zzz, no L'zzz, lil' b*tch
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na, ah
Oh, but my heart is in Havana (Grrah, grrah)
There's somethin' 'bout his manners (Grrah, grrah)

[Chorus]
Two, three chops, creepin' through the 8 (Grrah)
If he run, better pick up the pace (Grrah, grrah, boom)
.38 special, ain't leavin' no trace
Still flockin' while fightin' the case
I'm with the demons posted on the T (On bro)
Move wock, get put on a tee
Spinnin' the Hill and I'm lookin' for D (OYK)
He think he like that 'til I call up Fee (Grrah, grrah, boom)

[Verse]
Brodie gon' leave him, put him in a spli'
Stop dissin' my block, boy, you know that it's up (It's up)
Breakin' her back while I'm pourin' my cup (On bro)
He sendin' shots, let's keep a buck
We everything K, if it's up, then it's stuck
I don't gotta diss to go make a track (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Y'all stay suckin' di*k, like, get off my sack (Get off my di*k)
Loso gon' leave him, leave him where he at
One false move, then the Flossies attack
Drill in Amiris, n*ggas know my body
Almost took off JB scolatti (On bro)
And Mdot did bad when he ran into Roddy (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I'm slidin' with Rico, I'm slidin' with Moddy (Slidin' with Moddy)
And I'm smokin' on JJ, I'm smokin' on Lotti (Damn)
You cannot line me, the pole right beside me
Smokin' on AJ, don't pass me no Hadi
I'm with Eddie, I'm with Mil
Crodie go dumb when he behind that wheel (On bro)
n*ggas be flockin', like, go for the kill
Smokin' on Unchi (Grrah), should've kept a steel (Grrah, grrah, boom)
That's on bro, I can't wait for my payday
Cast some 'za, smoke some AJ
I'm on that block, on that one way
He could get flocked on that one way
[Chorus]
Two, three chops, creepin' through the 8 (Grrah)
If he run, better pick up the pace (Grrah, grrah, boom)
.38 special, ain't leavin' no trace (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
Still flockin' while fightin' the case
I'm with the demons posted on the T (On the T)
Move wock, get put on a tee
Spinnin' the Hill and I'm lookin' for D
He think he like that 'til I call up Fee (Boom)

[Outro]
Boom, boom
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, boom
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