Boujee Natives

Yeah We boujee natives, woo Yeah We them boujee natives, I got turquoise on my wrist We them boujee natives, five rings up on my fist We them boujee natives, big hat with the brim We them boujee natives, got that custom made bling We them boujee natives, new cedar, new sweetgrass, new sage We them boujee natives, hold my knowledge in my braids We them boujee natives, new cedar, new sweetgrass, new sage We them boujee natives, you can holla at Minay Look, snow goonie from the boonies Not the type you see in movies Felt the spirit living through me Since I was a puny dookie Neechie, neechie, lookie lookie How I get low when I boogie Don't mind me some goodies goodies (Yi yi) I'm Nate and boujee My wifey be the wolf and I'm the wolf that's from the sea And she no Pocahontas, more like Buffy Saint Marie Come do your dance with me I dip, you dip, we dip No, It ain't blasphemy I sip, you sip, we sip, waniseeka (oh) I stand and rock with all my Sioux without the woosing Since me and bro came out the womb Neechie one and neechie two We very indigenous people (uh huh), we some VIP's And my blood thicker than oolichan grease (Yi yi) neechie please Sing your song, this my jam, got my fam all going ham For the land, not the gram, stay minay, it's who I am We choose copper over gold, praise the elders I'll remember what I'm told, never turn your back on home We them boujee natives, I got turquoise on my wrist We them boujee natives, five rings up on my fist We them boujee natives, big hat with the brim We them boujee natives, got that custom made bling We them boujee natives, new cedar, new sweetgrass, new sage We them boujee natives, hold my knowledge in my braids We them boujee natives, new cedar, new sweetgrass, new sage We them boujee natives, you can holla at Minay Hey-aho, can't you tell I'm woke? (Woke) The smoke shop is closed, can you tell your boy is dope? Man I'm spending like I made it and I'm smudging 'cause I'm broke again Always running late, I hope the liquor store is open, aye I got carvers, weavers, beaders and designers on my team I got braiders hella famous that I'm signing to my team In my limousine, don't I look steezy? Next to my indigi-queen, yeah that's my moos-moo-geethl I know, I know ballers, I know chiefs, I know riders from the east I know educated natives down to picket in the streets Middle fingers to police, fuck you we come in peace I know redskin hippies that be giving me the creeps I know beauty, I know beast, I know savages and freaks And I know a couple cousins even boujeer than me No, no, no, we ain't elite Boujee native, yes indeed Art exhibit to the club and we rolling twenty deep Copper on my neck (yeah), gold on my ring (bling) Feather on my hat (yeah), skin stitched chin (woo) Hundred warriors on my back, they be drumming when I sing Man there ain't no way around it, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma Boujee native, I got turquoise on my wrist We them boujee natives, five rings up on my fist We them boujee natives, big hat with the brim We them boujee natives, got that custom made bling We them boujee natives, new cedar, new sweetgrass, new sage We them boujee natives, hold my knowledge in my braids We them boujee natives, new cedar, new sweetgrass, new sage We them boujee natives, you can holla at Minay