New Nigga Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I've been feelin' like a new nigga since you left
I've been tryna get this money
Run me up a fuckin' check
Don't know who you fuckin' with
Fuckin' with the best
Cold-hearted nigga
Take your heart right out your fuckin' chest
Young nigga
Countin' money and we always lit
Think you on
You know I'm verified take a pic'
We ain't gon' be long
Shawty know we got to dip
We got things to do
Places to attend
All up on my lonely
I don't need nobody friends
Only want that bag of money
And I'll take a brand new Benz
Yeah
Everybody done fucked around
And switched up
I don't trust nobody
I got my hitters
Fuck around and trust somebody
You gon' regret that
Pour me up a cup
And then I sip it
Now my heads smacked
Tryna get on my level
I roll up and ice the bezel
Chillin' in a Lamborghini
No more takin' me to Metro
Roll the dice
Take a flight
Put you in first class
Get that body right
Lookin' nice
You know how to work that
You my type for the night
Promise that I want that ass
You was my world
You the girl
Of my wildest dreams
Yeah, you got everything I want, don't gotta ask for a thing
You the fakest one of all don't give a fuck about what you sayin'
Yeah, I trusted you
It turns out you was playin
I been feelin' like a new nigga since you left I been tryna get this money
Run me up a fuckin' check
Don't know who you fuckin' with, fuckin' with the best
Cold-hearted nigga, take your heart right out your fuckin' chest
Yeah, I'm cold-hearted
And I don't really give a fuck
I got a full wallet
And I don't really live enough
I think the door knockin
And I don't really give a fuck
In that penthouse suite
Got you niggas lookin' up
I pass your girl, the Ciroc', now she really throwin' up
Like, oh, that's a lot
Yeah, that really hit the spot
Shut the door, keep it locked
While I make that body rock
Keep goin', don't stop, keep goin', don't stop
I been feelin' like a new nigga since you left I been tryna get this money
Run me up a fuckin' check
Don't know who you fuckin' with, fuckin' with the best
Cold-hearted nigga, take your heart right out your fuckin' chest
Young nigga
Count the money, and we always lit,
You think you on, you know I'm verified
Take your pic'
We ain't gon' be long
Shawty know we got to dip
We got things to do, places to attend
All up on my lonely, I don't need nobody friends
Only want that bag of money
And I'll take a brand new Benz
Yeah, everybody done fucked around, And switched up
I don't trust nobody, I got my hitters