new shit Lyrics

Yah!

Pop out, I step in some new shit

Run up the cash too quick

Lil' hoe got some ass, Who you wit?

And she got some cash, Oh you lit

Niggas be mad cause they ain't got no motion

This bitch mad cause I don't got emotion

Dive in her pussy and I'ma keep strokin'

Scubadiver she wet like the ocean

Yah!

You gon win or you not!

On my neck, what's hanging? Some rocks!

Day to day, she sipping Cîroc

Ain't come to play, so you in or you out

Don't know my name, well then figure it out

Brodie don't play, he be sticking a lot

Yea, he pull the trigger a lot

Yea, she told me keep hitting that spot

Yea, I'm in space and I'm chilling with Spock

Look at my brain, you can't see cause its dark

The money bilingual the way that it talk

50 bands, what I spent on this watch

Alexander, I'm not wearing crocs

Rick Owens my sleeve, it cost me a lot

I'mma go on the beach, and chill on the dock

Rollin trees, and smoke up a lot

Yea, can't give no love to a thot

Broke my trust and it hurt me a lot

Roll with us, you gon' count up a lot

Sky Wrangler Jeep, took that off the lot

Not a gangster, jus focused on guap

Not bout money, I don't wanna talk

Think it's funny, act tough but you not

All that pretending it just gotta stop

Think I love her won't give her my heart (Oh no)

Yea, I'm only loving the mob!

Pop out, I step in some new shit

Run up the cash too quick

Lil' hoe got some ass, Who you wit?

And she got some cash, Oh you lit

Niggas be mad cause they ain't got no motion

This bitch mad cause I don't got emotion

Dive in her pussy and I'ma keep strokin'

Scubadiver she wet like the ocean

In the function, I'm sipping on potion

Under pressure, but I'm never choking

No depression I gotta keep goin'

Fuck with my high, you know I'ma blow it

Hop in the ride, don't know where we goin

I'm the guy, that she wanna roll with

Cop me some papers I gotta keep rolling

Niggas be lurking, I gotta keep tottin'

Deep waters, I'm sticking my toe in

Seen his drip? That's my fashion, he stole it

Yah!

All of these niggas be cloning

Said I fell off he gotta be joking

Cinderella it's glass on his chain

Strap like Mariah, the way that it sing

Pop out, I step in some new shit

Run up the cash too quick

Lil' hoe got some ass, Who you wit?

And she got some cash, Oh you lit

Niggas be mad cause they ain't got no motion

This bitch mad cause I don't got emotion

Dive in her pussy and I'ma keep strokin'

Scubadiver she wet like the ocean