Brand New Pound Lyrics

Off/Waite DTR

Yeah, Off/Waite DTR

Turn me up

I don't give a fuck about these pussies, they know how I'm comin

Open season with my choppa, you know boy been steady huntin

Takin' shots, you know I'm killin' pussies like I'm up to somethin

Give a fuck about this shit, you know I don't care, repercussions

Off/Waite in his head, you know that shit be bangin' like concussion

Automatic, bust up in your party air out the whole function

Give a fuck about a pussy, what they say, you know I'm stuntin

Automatic, boy, I'm runnin' in the party, up to gunnin

Off/Waite DTR, start a fuckin' army, quick

Out the basement to the attic to the fuckin' crick

Pittsburgh, 412, you know you stupid, bitch

In ID I'm with JD and we been makin' hits

Came up out the basement where it's dirty and it's grimy

I'm slimy with the army and these boys, they cannot find me

Summoned out the trenches where the shit been gettin' deadly

Automatic on me, mama died up to that fenty

Off/Waite not Off/White, give a fuck about a critic

Automatic in this bitch, I'm comin' out the trenches

Pittsburgh, 412, you know that shit relentless

All I gotta do is get my mind and jump the fences

Give a fuck about a label, Off/Waite, he independent

Start a fuckin' army, then I bang my whole ass pendant

Give a fuck about him, they can try me, I'm relentless

On the fuckin' mic, you know I kill it like I'm breathless

Lato Gang, Sun and Moon, boy, we came up out the shit

Give a fuck about a pussy, put you in a ditch

Off/Waite, DownTheRoot, you know the fuckin' clique

Hear that shit every time you hit the vid, click

Okay, told me slow the fuck down

Had to talk about somemotions, had to let it out

Step up on the mic and then I flow just like the Mount

Washington, I'm smokin' on a brand new fuckin' pound

Okay, how they talk about my name

They know about this story, but they know I'm chasin' fame

I'm automatic, acapella, don't need no damn