New Tec ft. YDN Brando Lyrics

If it's smoke, scan the room, we get the blaze and shit

I don't even gotta do that nigga dirty, walk down with a baby clip

I hear niggas chattin', talkin' bout that money, but he ain't sayin' shit

But I like spittin' that bounty on his head, that nigga gon' have to dip

Uh, I got a new tech, I'm lookin' at opps like, who's next

That nigga think he bold enough to try me, I told him, be my guest

Ayy, niggas chattin', talkin' bout they shit, like they won't get hit

Yeah, I might put a nigga down, then I'ma go and steal his bitch

Ayy, niggas bitchin', snitchin' to the feds, hell nah, can't do that shit

Ayy, he talk shit on public wifi, niggas pussy on the net

Ayy, hell nah, I ain't lettin' up, I keep my foot right on they necks

Cause bitch, I got a new tech, I look at opps like, who's next

Lil' nigga, uh, niggas be claimin' they gangsta, but leave the club with security

Niggas be thinkin' they stay behind niggas, they be like, I bleed

All them niggas is scared of me, come on, we hop in that V and we lurkin' blocks

Cause these pussy niggas like to talk a lot, and yeah, nigga, I can box

But my new extender gon' have your ass knocked

Knockin' on doors, tryna find out where your momma stay

Lil' nigga, we ain't come to play

Lil' nigga, you mad I got bitches at high school

I'm startin' to think that you gang, you know where I stay if it's smoke to bring it

I ain't runnin', nigga, you don't scare me, nigga

If you turn on fish, you guaranteed that your ass gon' leave in the cat of that actual bitch

I got a new tech, I'm lookin' at opps like, who's next

That nigga think he bold enough to try me, I told him, be my guest

Ayy, niggas chat and talk about they shit like they won't get hit

Yeah, I might put a nigga down, then I'ma go and steal his bitch

Ayy, niggas bitches snitchin' to the feds, hell nah, can't do that shit

Ayy, he talk shit on public wi-fi, niggas pussy on the net

Ayy, hell nah, I ain't lettin' up, I keep my foot right on they necks

Cause bitch, I got a new tech, I'm lookin' at opps like, who's next

Lil' nigga, next, count blue checks

You claim you was down for the gang

Lil' nigga, well, tell me how you claimin' a new set

You claim you wanna catch your stank

Lil' nigga, well, tell me how you ain't even move yet

You notice the new tech, he got hit with the stuff

Stumble her back, woulda thought he was on the top still

The way bro send him shots straight through the net

You woulda thought that he new still

The Zod got stuffed in his Russian cream, boy, slammin' and punchin' that rusell

Stick on my side like I'm blonde, if I get sent to that room, I move too

Ayy, with this mic, I'm in my prime, don't try me, boy

I'll cook you, woulda thought I was your new chef

I got a new tech, I'm lookin' at opps like, who's next

That nigga think he bold enough to try me, I told him, be my guest

Ayy, niggas chat and talk about they shit like they won't get hit

Yeah, I might put a nigga down, then I'ma go and steal his bitch

Ayy, niggas bitch and snitchin' to the feds, hell nah, can't do that shit

Ayy, he talk shit on public wifi, nigga's pussy on the net

Ayy, hell nah, I ain't lettin' up, I keep my foot right on they necks

Cause bitch, I got a new tech, I look at opps like, who's next, lil' nigga