Brand New Shit Lyrics

Oh shit, this her new shit

Took that hating bitch nigga, I’m his new bitch

I’m, I’m still out here tryna get rich

While you hoes out here ain’t on shit

All I know you better lower ya fucking tone, bitch, or get popped like a mone ‘cause you got the wrong bitch

Want smoke? Just call my phone, bitch

Is you just plain stupid?, or is you a dumb bitch?

Talk shit and I’m a come quick, get you done with

Dick gon’ fuck you and whoever you run with

You don’t want no smoke

I got that dope

Bitch, you gon’ choke

Better stick to ya coke

I got that gas for ya ass

You trash, word to glad

Your whole damn career is a laugh like Sinbad’s

Run up and I’m fighting back

Fly to your city to beat your ass then I’m flying back

Okay okay, okay okay

Okay okay, okay okay

Got a bankroll on a slow day

Rocking gabbana and dolce

I’m off dussé, he off dussé, now he trying to seduce me

I need loose leaf

I need blue cheese

Got him eating from my fruit tree

Oh shit, this some new shit

New shit, got a new whip

New shit, bought some new kicks

I’m on some brand new shit, I got blue bills

Oh shit, this some new shit

New shit, got a new whip

New shit, bought some new kicks

I’m on some brand new shit, I got blue bills