
New Breed ft. Murda Blanxo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
King Kush and Murda Blanx we got the city litty, I got the Glock in my pocket, bitch, I'm the city diddy
Lettin' shots pop at your top, boy, got them hitters with me
Snuck up in the club with the .40, I got them blickers with me
Steady up in the streets, stay with the heavy fleet
Bitch, I'm always on my flee, Givenchy print on the fleece
AP on the wrist, frozen water on the piece
Make my lil' nigga fuck ya daughter, and your niece
Yeah, my bitch a ten, Uchiwale with the Gucci body
The opps hatin' cause we poppin', they gon' shoot me, probably
Stay up in the designer, Dogabana , or the Louis, probably
Cops try to chase me, hit the dash, then I threw the shotty
King Kush, young vets, we on another level
I'm the boss, I'm a god, plus a fuckin' devil
Gotta chase the chicken so I can go get another bezel
Niggas on they routes chasin clout, but I won't fuckin' let you
Ayo, Kush, why the fuck is all these niggas stuntin'
I don't know, it's cause they hatin' and these niggas frontin
Fuck the soft shit, I know what these dudes need
MCMYVs, bitch, we the new breed
Niggas know I'm packin' the thing
Gun so long, I had to throw my cat in the sling
Call me O Trenchcoat, whistle packin' the thing
And free my hitters in the cell, I know it's whack in the bing
You can get your top popped if you tryin' to creep
Gunshots wake me up while I'm tryin' to sleep
Oh, we the niggas in the night, raisin' hell on the street
Fuck niggas always talkin', stop me rainin' the creet
Fuck sellin' all my guns, catch a stain with the heat
Bang where I sleep, put a brick and cain in the Jeep
Tryna rob me to hole up in your melon is steep
Best believe you meet the man where you forever asleep
Yeah, I got 16 in the clip, plus one more
Choppers on my wall in my closet call it the gun store
You niggas dumb soft bitches need to jump off
Tryna catch a lick, I let the 40 off, pump off
And we ain't playin', bitch, pussy, you ain't sayin' shit
I use a triple beam scale when I weigh a brick
Sendin' off to the kitchen to get the water whip
Licks don't want the soft, motherfucker, they want the harder shit
I've been ridin' with this hammer like a lumberjack
Then hit the stage, break a leg like a thundercat
Keep a pole, but I'm bout to go get another strap
Tryna disrespect, motherfucker, I'll peel your muffin cap
Ayo, Kush, why the fuck is all these niggas stuntin'
I don't know, it's cause they hatin' and these niggas frontin
Fuck this soft shit, I know what these dudes need
MCMYV, bitch, we the new breed