Brand New Saturday Lyrics

Brand new Saturday (yeah)

Cooling with the guys, look, cooling with the gang

Brand new diamond chain, I don't got no fucking time

I don't got no time, I ain't fucking on no girl that don't give head up in the ride

Like 'Get out!' Hit me back like, 'How?' (What?)

I think that shit funny, I got 40 to go count

40 on my seats, I stashed bout 40 in the couch

I been sipping liquor, I might crash out and reroute still

We just out here getting money

Hit me with the move

Brother made a band shit, I just made me two

Girl ain't made no money I'm like 'Who the fuck is you?

You could be a dancer baby, let me manage you

Like 'lil bitch get off my dick please get off my dick

She ain't got no sense of future I'll let her soak it in like

Lil bitch get off my dick, bae I'm tryna get rich

You know just like I know that these dollar signs my bitch

That's my bitch yeah

Shit that's more for them

I been counting all this money, shit that's more for them

Shit I'm super silky smooth (look)

Wake up hit my move (what?)

Black suit no white collar, I ain't no fucking fool

I said wake up, early morning, tryna make some money

I might have fucked your girl, that ain't my bae that's just my buddy

Shit my car a 2010, still gon' whip that ho

140 on the dash, I'm still gon' make it go

I might be braindead

All these guns and drugs just ain't for show

I'm gon' shoot it if I need to I'm gon let that blizzy blow

I'm gon let that blizzy blow