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Jet LagNavi the Terrible (Prod. Robby Cash)
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Song Title: Jet Lag

Composer: Robert Casavant

Producer: Robby Cash

Songwriters: Bailey Stach, Robert Casavant

Lyricist: Navi The Terrible

Artist: Navi The Terrible

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Style: Hip-Hop/R&B/Pop Rap

Mood: Feel-good, Energetic, Eclectic, Wavy, Tropical, 

Key: Ab Lydian (Eb)

Tempo: 145 bpm

Time Signature: 4/4

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Leadsheet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Lyrics

[Intro]

1 Big woah, (2)

2 … So toxic, (5)

3 Na na na, (3)

4 Na na na na, (4)

[Chorus]

1 I just touched down in Miami like the Dolphins, (12)

2 She tryna link up but this jet lag got me exhausted, (14)

3 Caught a couple Z’s, had a dream I was falling, (12)

4 Woke up out my sleep, brushed my teeth, now I’m flossing, (12)

5 Yeah, I told her, “gotta trust that process,” (10)

6 Shawty rolled them eyes at me, said “boy you so obnoxious,” (14)

7 She love me cause I’m toxic, (7)

8 Picture me on top, yeah, (6)

9 All this drippage from the spigot, yeah the faucet, (11)

10 Remember back when I was jobless, (9)

11 Even then I had street money comin’ in direct deposit, (16)

12 Just peek inside my pockets, ooh yeah (9)

13 If you got beef then we gon’ squash it, won’t tolerate no nonsense, ooh yeah, (18)

[Verse 1]

1 Get a grip boy, stop slipping, (7)

2 See that right there? That’s my whip, now you can’t miss it, (12)

3 But this right here, see this my wrist and it’s so frigid, (12)

4 No tricks, no gimmicks, (5)

5 When the sunlight hit it just right, watch it’s gon’ glisten, (13)

6 I had to hustle and that’s on Nip, cane with a top hat like a pimp, (17)

7 Yeah the man, the legend, the myth, yeah, but I earned them titles as a jit, (18)

8 I want a ‘Rarri in blue, I want a Phantom in red, or maybe the Lambo instead, (21)

9 Don’t misunderstand, ya dig, I do what I do cause I can, ya dig? (17)

10 Do what I can, ya dig, that’s how I got the upper hand, ya dig, (16)

11 Manchurian Candidate, Election Day I should’ve ran, ya dig? (17)

12 Plug went from the hot stove to a sink just to let the pot soak, (14)

13 Seven digits in a passcode for a couple Ki’s in a drop zone, (17)

14 What the fuck I need a Glock for? Someone better go and let the opps know, (17)

15 If you drop an addy on’a IG, I’ll let homie do you like you Pop Smoke, (20)

 

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

1 I sit back chiefin’ on the marijuana, (11)

2 Five-foot flat baddie, she Columbiana, (11)

3 She got drunk way too fast, now she got Tequila leakin’ from the bottle, I’m like, (20)

4 “Mamí cuidado, con piso mojado,” (11)

5 Cap cap, no ball cap, Kobe hanging from the coat rack, (13)

6 Trophy cases for the gold plaques, I ain’t never been the one to hold back, (18)

7 I talked to God and he spoke back, I’ll never forget when he spoke back, (17)

8 Errybody tryna flow snatch in my city, it got to my head, (17)

9 So when that stimmy hit I spent it really quick, (12)

10 Took a trip out to the islands, I’m talkin’ Floridian, (15)

11 All my affiliates diligent, y’all know me I’m resilient, yeah, (18)

12 I’m just tryna turn a dollar bill to a million, (14)

 

[Chorus]

[Outro]

1 Man, the legend, the myth, (6)

2 I, I just touched down, (5)

3 Do what I can, ya dig? (6)

4 Cap cap no cap cap, no cap cap, no ball ball, (11)

5 cap cap, no ball cap, (5)

6 Da da da, (da da da), (6)

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Lyrics with Chords

 

[Intro]

 

[Chorus]

Abmaj7        Bb        Cm7

1 I just touched down in Miami like the Dolphins, (12)

Bb            Eb         Cm7                Gm7

2 She tryna link up but this jet lag got me exhausted, (14)

Abmaj7        Bb        Cm7

3 Caught a couple Z’s, had a dream I was falling, (12)

Bb            Eb        Cm7                Gm7

4 Woke up out my sleep, brushed my teeth, now I’m flossing, (12)

Abmaj7        Bb        Cm7    

5 Yeah, I told her, “gotta trust that process,” (10)

Bb            Eb        Cm7                    Gm7

6 Shawty rolled them eyes at me, said “boy you so obnoxious,” (14)

Abmaj7        Bb            Cm7

7 She love me cause I’m toxic, (7)

    Bb                

8 Picture me on top, yeah, (6)

Eb         Cm7                Gm7        Abmaj7

9 All this drippage from the spigot, yeah the faucet, (11)

Bb            Cm7                Bb

10 Remember back when I was jobless, (9)

            Eb                        Cm7

11 Even then I had street money comin in direct deposit, (16)

Gm7        Abmaj7        Bb        Cm7

12 Just peek inside my pockets, ooh yeah (9)

    Bb                    Eb            Cm7            Abmaj7

13 If you got beef then we gon’ squash it, won’t tolerate no nonsense, ooh yeah, (18)

 

[Verse 1]

Fm                        

1 Get a grip boy, stop slipping, (7)

Fsus 2                Eb                    Cm7

2 See that right there? That’s my whip, now you can’t miss it, (12)

Gm7            Ab            Absus2        Bb5

3 But this right here, see this my wrist and it’s so frigid, (12)

Bb5            Bb6

4 No tricks, no gimmicks, (5)

Gm7                    Cm            Fm7        Bbadd11

5 When the sunlight hit it just right, watch it’s gon’ glisten, (13)

Cm7                            Bb                Eb

6 I had to hustle and that’s on Nip, cane with a top hat like a pimp, (17)

    Cm7                            Bb                             Gm

7 Yeah the man, the legend, the myth, yeah, but I earned them titles as a jit, (18)

        Cm7                Bb                        Eb

8 I want a ‘Rarri in blue, I want a Phantom in red, or maybe the Lambo instead, (21)

C5 7                        Gm                Ab

9 Don’t misunderstand, ya dig, I do what I do cause I can, ya dig? (17)

Cm        Csus4   Csus2        Bb             Ebsus2    Bbsus2

10 Do what I can, ya dig, that’s how I got the upperhand, ya dig, (16)

Eb5            Eb9    Eb6      Fm

11 Manchurian Candidate, Election Day I should’ve ran, ya dig? (17)

Cm7                        Bb                     Eb

12 Plug went from the hot stove to a sink just to let the pot soak, (14)

C5  7                  Gm                    Ab

13 Seven digits in a passcode for a couple Ki’s in a drop zone, (17)

Cm7                         Bb                            Eb

14 What the fuck I need a Glock for? Someone better go and let the opps know, (17)

        C5 7                Gm                        Ab

15 If you drop an addy on’a IG, I’ll let homie do you like you Pop Smoke, (20)

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 2]

Abmaj7      Bb                Fm

1 I sit back chiefin’ on the marijuana, (11)

Fsus2         Eb                 

2 Five foot flat baddie, she Columbiana, (11)

Cm7            Gm7         Ab        Ab/C                Bb5

3 She got drunk way too fast, now she got Tequila leakin’ from the bottle, I’m like, (20)

Gm/Bb        Gm7

4 “Mamí cuidado, con piso mojado,” (11)

———————————————Cm7——————————————————

5 Cap cap, no ball cap, Kobe hanging from the coat rack, (13)

————————————————Bb——————————————————

6 Trophy cases for the gold plaques, I ain’t never been the one to hold back, (18)

————————————————Ab——————————————————

7 I talked to God and he spoke back, I’ll never forget when he spoke back, (17)

Eb                        Bb

8 Errybody tryna flow snatch in my city, it got to my head, (17)

            Eb        Cm  Bb            Abmaj7

9 So when that stimmy hit i spent it really quick, (12)

        Bb            Fm            Fsus2

10 Took a trip out to the islands, I’m talkin’ Floridian, (15)

        Eb                    Cm7            Gm7        Ab 

11 All my affiliates diligent, y’all know me I’m resilient, yeah, (18)

Absus2            Bb5                Bb6            

12 I’m just tryna turn a dollar bill to a million, (14)

 

[Chorus]

 

[Outro]

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Full Score

 

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Publishing Lyric Sheet

Harmonic Analysis

Intro:

IV7 | V | vi7 | V

I | vi7 | iii7

Chorus:

IV7 | V | vi7 | V 

I | vi7 | iii7

Turnaround:

IV7 | V 

Verse 1:

ii | vi 

I | vi7 | iii7 | IV 

IV | V | iii 6 

iii7 | vi | ii7 | V 

vi7 | V | I

vi7 | V | iii

vi7 | V | I

vi7 | iii | IV

vi7 | vi | vi | V | V | V

I | I | vi 6 | ii

vi7 | V | I

vi7 | iii | IV

vi7 | V | I

vi7 | iii | IV

Verse 2:

IV7 | V | ii | vi

I | vi7 | iii7 | IV

V | iii 6 | iii7

vi7 | V | IV

I 6/4 | V | I | vi

V | IV7 | V

ii | vi | I

vi7 | iii7 | IV | IV

V | iii 6 | iii7

Outro:

vi7 | V | IV

I 6/4 | V | IV7 | ii7

vi7 | V | I

vi7 | V | iii | vi7

V | I | vi7 | iii

Chord Progression

Intro: 

Abmaj7 | Bb | Cm7 | Bb

Eb | Cm7 | Gm7

Chorus:

Abmaj7 | Bb | Cm7 | Bb

Eb | Cm7 | Gm7

Turnaround:

Abmaj7 | Bb

Verse 1:

Fm | Csus4

Eb | Cm7 | Gm7 | Ab

Absus2 | Bb5 | Gm/Bb

Gm7 | Cm | Fm7 | Bbadd11

Cm7 | Bb | Eb

Cm7 | Bb | Gm

Cm7 | Bb | Eb

C5 7 | Gm | Ab

Cm7 | Csus4 | Csus2 | Bb | Bbsus4 | Bbsus2

Eb5 | Eb9 | Cm/Eb | Fm

Cm7 | Bb | Eb

C5 7 | Gm | Ab

Cm7 | Bb | Eb

C5 7 | Gm | Ab

            

  Verse 2:

Abmaj7 | Bb | Fm | Csus4

Eb | Cm7 | Gm7 | Ab | Ab/C

Bb5 | Gm/Bb | Gm7

Cm7 | Bb | Ab

Eb/Bb | Bb | Eb | Cm

Bb | Abmaj7 | Bb

Fm | Csus4 | Eb

Cm7 | Gm7 | Ab | Absus2

Bb5 | Gm/Bb | Gm7

Outro:

Cm7 | Bb | Ab

Eb\Bb | Bb | Abmaj7 | Fm7

Cm7 | Bb | Eb

Cm7 | Bb | Gm | Cm7 

Bb | Eb | C5 7 | Gm

 

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Jet LagNavi the Terrible (Prod. Robby Cash)
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