Video Nri de Abhirav Joshi 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abhirav Joshi - Nri Lyrics

[Hook]
I got too many veins that be popping in heads
I got too many stains that be wrecking my threads
Here I am, when you see me, I won't lie I’m in bed
When I ride, motherfucker, get the fuck out my head

Laces on ma clothes they'll be hangin off of my body
Chai saucer right there I'm dipping up biscotti
I got eight white shirts in my top drawer
I got (I got) one wood watch, it’s a knock off
Skin tan loafers in my house party
I'mma have a fishbowl margarita party
With a señorita hottie--
Lookin' at me with some do me eyes
Know she ain't a thot-ty
But she's saying something naughty
So I guess I wanna write it
No, don't explain me like an accent mark
No mansplain please, I don't go that far
Don't get on me, there’s too much on my plate
I’ve gotta overeat ma problems just to stay in a range
Shit, I'll be gettin bigger
I’mma have like 5 burgers all well done
Seasoned up like monsoon
Juice all Capri-sun
Pyaas gone wi my Sunny-D
Say, she wanna go taste some
All out this moment
I've got three left, won't waste one
Throw down in Hotlanta when I'm twenty-one
Ball out in all bars all right there until the sun is up
500 hundred dollars, maybe some change
It’s all the same
Baba brought it all back in all stacks when I came to play
Am I one man in one world where I don't belong?
Half the time I speak to these brownies we ain't get along
Every time I've been out and outtie they ain't want my song
Seems like I've been too far; ain't back since Prince was on
I come back as myself. Man, fuck that explain shit
Tip out like 5 bucks, fuck all that change shit
Road trips in ma car, fuck all that plane shit
Season up ma food, I hit that with Spring shit
I could maybe go all out in one song
Girl, them yoga pants look too thin for that thong
Make it all on ma own its hot sauce
Fuck a fake homie, if I see you, you all gone
They all gone
(I'm on. I'm on. I'm on. I'm on.)
[Hook]

Eighty five on the eighty five
On my way to my eight to five
Whip ride's all 2010
Lease signed off one pen;
Twenty five for one time
One hundred for the whole life
Beat list's on a website
I gotta make it; I gotta try
Par.ty Par. go Mardi Gras on a birthday I party on
10 shots I'm all gone; I sit there like ponder on
I'm coming up like on a roller-
Coast to coast like destiny
I manifest if y'all mess with me
Man, fuck y'all who stressing me
Like God damn motherfucker, know just who you're playin with
Brahmin in my blood in a crowd of untouchables
See this who I've got to be, got to play it dumb or some
Token rapper here with a chain pawned lumped sum
Fear in my life will be writing a script that I follow all too practically
I'mma go all out on a limb to make my life flow magically
These days it's engineering that's gonna take a life outta me
Love it, I love it, I want it, I got it
But something tells me I'm something without it
[I] do this for me; I do this for fam
Just to go prove I got something to say
See me on a line, see me on a sign
Peace waving, I'll be riding a tide
[I'm] roud of my line, I'm proud of my skin
Buried in it, a bunch a my sins
No tombs of my fore-kin wealth
All of them just burned themselves
(I'm on. I'm on. I'm on. I'm on.)
[Hook]