Brand New ft. charlieonnafriday Lyrics

Brand New ft. charlieonnafriday - Xavier Weeks

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Charlieonnafriday:]

Onnafriday yeah!

I got one on my phone I could ring in every area code

Boys don't speak my language

Talk to me they need Rosetta stones

She's blowing my mind but girl sometimes you gotta let it go

She said I'm the only she think bout when she's laying low

You think that you know bout me

She in the city with me, I'll get you home by three

On that rooftop, nothing that I can't see

My heart is gon' stop, the way you looking at me yeah

I got one on my phone I could ring in every area code

Boys don't speak my language

Talk to me they need Rosetta stones

She's blowing my mind but girl sometimes you gotta let it go

She said I'm the only she think bout when she's laying low

[Xavier Weeks:]

Yeah lay low (Uh-uh)

Take off

Why these girls with pretty faces act like that got halos?

We all know that they evil, if you let 'em they gon' take off

I'ma take off huh, she gon' take it off (Woah)

I remember when I was low, now I got all these hoes

And sold out shows, and got new clothes, and I got new flows

She wanna fuck with us cause we cause we got that brand new (Aye)

Ayy bought my bitch a bag and it's brand new

Ayy took her to the pen issa new view

Ayy I was in the 6ix, I was playing views (Woah)

And I been digging drugs because I choose to (Ayy)

Girls in the party but I choose you (You)

She gon' fuck me like a fan cause these bills blue (Blue)

And she told me that I'm messy, I'ma kill you (Why?)

Let him pull up with that messi that still do

And I asked her does she still love me? She said "she still do"

But she gon' suck and fuck like she used to

Then I took her to Miami, got some new boobs

Back to Hawaii take her to Honolulu

[Charlieonnafriday:]

I got one on my phone I could ring in any area code

Boys don't speak my language

Talk to me they need Rosetta stones

She's blowing my mind but girl sometimes you gotta let it go

She said I'm the only she think bout when she's laying low

You think that you know bout me

She in the city with me, I'll get you home by three

On that rooftop, nothing that I can't see

My heart is gon' stop, the way you looking at me yeah

[Xavier Weeks:]

B4 it's too late

B4 it's too late

B4 it's too late (Woah-oh-woah)

I gotta stay alone B4 it's too late

Gotta chase your dreams B4 it's too late

Got no time to waste (No time)

There's only one you, please don't let 'em tell you nothing

I gotta thank God we turned nothing into something

Even when I can't, I gotta keep going

You gotta keep going