New Leaf

Lyrics

I got Nina Ross with me, ridin shotgun Talkin beef, now I'm gonna stir the pot for em Gave em 22 shots, all Glock rounds Nobody (?) for the opp, they get knocked down Any nigga tattle tale, that's a spot burner Load his body up with shells, for this hot lava It's the mafia, I pulled up in a John Gotti Double R, I'm the don, save this spot for me Last month the bank said I cleared 300k When we bring money up these niggas start stutterin Bulldog, I should really put a muzzle on it Swiss cheese, turn a opp to a lunchable I'm the ruler, I'm the don, who you fuckin with You're lil jewelry on the gram, it dont cost nothin bitch This the story of my life, I should publish it Buy a pint evеryday and some monkey nuts If you lame, you should stay up off my nеws feeds Jumpman, imma hit his ass with 23 Celebratin all my opps deaths at Ruth's Chris Put a sock up in his mouth, he got loose lips If you lame, you should stay up off my news feeds 2 23's on me nigga like I'm hoopin Lame niggas, they do anything for coochie Stomp the yard with these chop, it's a movie I just kicked a door down, bitch I'm Bruce Lee He tried to run up on the chop, and got 2 pieced Forreal Put a nigga in a box like I'm new leaf You wanna jump up off the porch, tie your shoes first