Brandnewskii Lyrics

My Glock jammed on me in a drill

Same day got it Brandnewskii

This bitch head gettin' weak

Same day got a brandnewbae

Pull up in all black trucks

Like the ops on Call Of Duty

You still be on the block

With ya chains nigga

Fuckin' absolutely

Smokin' gary Payton

Got me higher than the hills

She said it hit different

When I fuck her off that pill

I let her hold my Glock

She fell in love with the way it feel

I let her in the trap house

Now she wanna go on ah drill

My bitch boujee with the pussy

So I buy her Vuitton's

And we got matching AP's

But we can't tell the time

I was down bad on my dick

Now I'm rocking Lanvin sneaks

Pop ah adde in the stu

Pussy we ion' need no sleep

Way she slurping on my dick

I think this bitch ah opp

She trynna take my soul

She tryn take me off that block

Fuck yo man

He can't even hold his pole right

Check the score

You see who up on that board right ?

My niggas out the roof

Spin through they blocks and it blam

Before we hop up in this hot car

Pray to go the glocks don't jam

Riding round with drakes

Like this shit the OVO

This Fn whisper in the wind

Like this shit Jeff Hardy bro

We in that TRX truck

This ah Aaron Donald

Way broski cut the turn

I dropped like two lines on my gallery department

(Man What The Fuck!!!)

I got ah Omnitrix on my hand

I can't argue with you bitch

Just go band for band

I just Brandnewskii'd every member ARP

This a three bill blackout

But I'm finna double back

For that CB 15

I ain't want the hoe

So I euro'd her to broski

Like Manu Ginóbili

You can smell the gas in the air

I just pearled the doadie

Threw so much money on the gram

I had em' thinking that I was a Escobar

Bitch said she need some quick money

I told that hoe go do some Insta-Cart

Rubber bands on the piston

I need that grip for when it kick back

But I do like five below

Cause D Rose got his shit pushed back

Baby slow down when you throat it

Cause this a fast car

We done supercharged the supercharged V-Eight

This ah Nascar

Brand new fits

Brand new chains

I had to go Brandnewskii everything

I was tryn crack ten's

I hat to tell them bitches anything

Had to Usain Bolt the racks

Now she fuckin for freeskii

Me and bro tried to play crib

(Hello?)

But the skreets said they need me

I got Cubans on my dick and on my wrist

It ain't nuffin' to link

Don't come to the party girl

If ya pH off yo pussy stink

My Glock jammed on me in a drill

Same day got it Brandnewskii

This bitch head gettin' weak

Same day got a brandnewbae

Pull up in all black trucks

Like the ops on Call Of Duty

You still be on the block

With ya chains nigga

Fuckin' absolutely

Brandnewskii this

Brandnewskii that

Brandnewskii everything

(Brandnewskii what?)