Map to Your Grave (Nami) by infinitebars - Zona

Map to Your Grave (Nami) by infinitebars - Zona

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I came from dirt, walked through blood, no silver spoon, no love

Arlong had me marked, tatted up, forced to thug

Cartographer turned con, bitch I’m sharper than your blade

With a pole in my hand, I’ll send a Sea King to its grave

I ain't your waifu, I’m a weather witch, storms obey me

Nose in my business? Lightning gon’ strike where you lay, G

Tangerine trees, that’s the scent of my revenge

I drew maps for killers just to meet my own end

A billion beli brain, I’m robbin' pirates for fun

Wallet gone, pants too — guess you lost to a nun

I make Sanji drool, Loofy trust, Zoro grunt

Try to touch me wrong and that Clima-Tact gon' stunt

[Hook]

Gold in my eyes, I ain't cryin' for help

I’ll rob a fuckin’ God, stash his throne on my shelf

Tide risin', I ain’t savin' your crew

Plot my course to your doom, bitch I’m smarter than you

[Verse 2]

From Cocoyashi pain, I got that real deep-rooted rage

Watched my mother die for peace, I been fightin' to turn the page

Took thirty million just to breathe for my town

Now I own the damn ship, bitch, watch me drown clowns

Navigator supreme, readin' currents like fate

Storm-dancin’ on ya deck while ya whole squad hate

You pray to Poseidon, I summon monsoons

Flashin’ that wand, I’ll spark up typhoons

I ain't a background bitch, I’m the cash and the brains

While your girl wearin' armor, I’m bringin’ typhoon rains

No Haki, no fruit, just a mind that’s lethal

And a skirt short enough to distract the deceitful

I ride with Straw Hats, murder in silk

You tryna sail crooked? I’ll shred you like milk

Tempest in heels, I steal hearts and treasure

Crack a safe with my tongue and storm with pleasure

[Hook]

Gold in my eyes, I ain't cryin' for help

I’ll rob a fuckin’ God, stash his throne on my shelf

Tide risin', I ain’t savin' your crew

Plot my course to your doom, bitch I’m smarter than you

[Outro]

I chart destinies, I bend seas to my will

Fuck your king’s ransom — my storms always kill

This ain’t luck, it’s precision, I define direction

One wrong move, and I’ll rewrite your section