New Me

Lyrics

[Intro] (Zay, what up, nigga?) [Verse 1: FMB DZ] I love a bad bitch that I can make some money with All we do is run plays any time we politic I don't think you niggas know the meaning of a bottom bitch Every time I put a play in motion, she gon' follow it If I tell a bitch to jump, she gon' ask me how high? Hoes pointin' at the dunk every time I ride by Every time my ex-bitch see me out, she wanna cry No lie, I just spent a ten-ball on gettin' fly I can put my young niggas on your ass and get you stripped I just sent a big bag down the way, it's gettin' flipped Told Skip by the time he bleed twice, he gon' be rich Got it out the mud, nigga, ain't nobody gave us shit I'ma turn it up a little, let me crank it up a notch Fifty on me in the Diamond District, tryna buy a watch Told my bitch I'm too paranoid, we ain't dinin' out Whooped a nigga with my jewelry on and knocked some diamonds out [Chorus: FMB DZ] They say they want the old Whoop, this the new me Hit the club and make a movie, this bitch goin' on Tubi Got the Demon sittin' outside, that bitch came with two seats Got five grams stuffed in the LooseLeaf Yeah, why you woofin' on the 'Gram? Nigga, you's the police Bitches thinkin' that I scam, I just sold a four-piece You get caught up in a jam, nigga, you don't know me By myself with this 40 feelin' like I'm four deep [Verse 2: FMB DZ] I forgot about the other one Zack and Cody And your bitch always complain 'cause you so cheap Nigga bought a girl some diamonds, she just there for Van Cleef Fuck a bad bitch raw, make her eat a Plan B All I smoke is Cavities, this shit here is rapper weed Flyin' at a rapper speed, I want a bitch that's Japanese I ain't never lackin', please, I'ma bulletproof the sleeve Got an all-star team, my niggas jump out shootin' threes [Chorus: FMB DZ] They say they want the old Whoop, this the new me Hit the club and make a movie, this bitch goin' on Tubi Got the Demon sittin' outside, that bitch came with two seats Got five grams stuffed in the LooseLeaf Yeah, why you woofin' on the 'Gram? Nigga, you's the police Bitches thinkin' that I scam, I just sold a four-piece You get caught up in a jam, nigga, you don't know me By myself with this 40 feelin' like I'm four deep [Verse 3: Kerch Dolla] I can't even buy a watch, spent all my money on the beef (Dolla) Lil' baby brain crazy, save her number under "Geek" (What else?) I'm a big homie, a couple killers under me (What else?) Chopper sound like a lullaby, put your ass to sleep (What else?) Had to bulletproof the vest, heard niggas want me next (Keep goin', Dolla) If a nigga want respect, better go and get a check (Keep goin', Dolla) I'm tied in with the mob, nigga, you don't see the crest? I ain't gon' lie, I still love my lil' baby from Gwinnett (Hahahaha) I know my lifestyle crazy (Huh?), but don't feel for me (Huh) My favorite uncle sixty-six and he still rollin' (Keep goin', Dolla) They gave my baby sixty years and he still hopin' (Still) Thinkin' can the feds tap Nextels and Motorolas? Dolla (Yee)