New Wave

Lyrics

[Intro] Yuh! Trap! [Chorus: Rich The Kid & Famous Dex] They tryna copy the wave Too many chains like a slave Rich Forever getting paid Money machine might break Whoa wait, they tryna copy the style Watch how I jump in the crowd Reach for my chain, boy how 30 on me, swear to God, I'll burn you down (Hold up, hold up) [Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Famous Dex] They tryna copy the wave (Woah) Rich Forever getting paid (What?) Broke rappers in here, feeling the hate (Broke) Real diamonds on me (Wait), buying them straight (Look, Dexter) All these rappers turning fu (They is) They just wanna learn the moves (A what?) I got them hunnids they blue (I do) I spent a grip on my shoes (A what? Dexter) He got signed, but that nigga got dropped (Ha) Audemar, that's a house on my watch (Ice) Came from nothing, now they want me to stop (What?) Rings on me, I had holes in my socks Wait, I remember in them days (I do) Young used to have them braids (A what?) Swear to god I jump a gate 30, yeah, right down my waste, might just catch a case (Ah yeah) [Chorus: Rich The Kid & Famous Dex] They tryna copy the wave Too many chains like a slave Rich Forever getting paid Money machine might break Whoa, wait, they tryna copy the style Watch how I jump in the crowd Reach for my chain, boy how 30 on me, swear to God, I'll bring you down [Verse 2: Famous Dex & Rich The Kid] I walk right in the party (I do) Red bottoms on, how you do that? Wait (Yeah) Lemme call up brozay (Hol up) Huh, yeah, "Bro where Rich at?" Haha, these broke niggas keep talking (Talking) Yo bitch keep on stalking (Yeah) Diamonds on me (Diamonds), put 'em in a coffin' (Hold on) Green money like Boston (Wait) I know you wanna join the wave (The wave) Wait, cool off, hey (Wait) Fuckin' yo bitch, pull her braids (I do) Can't fuck with them man they talk to the jakes (Oh man god Damn) Blue money like the wave (Woo) Goyard on me, I'm paid (I'm paid) I leave a mess on her face (What?) New foreign on the escalade (Wait) I'ma just fuck on her friend (I will) Young nigga, we setting trends Rich forever, yeah, we win (A what?) Pull up in the Mas', nigga, fuck a Benz (Skrrt) She want a bag, I can't buy that (No) Break her off like a Kit-Kat (Yeah) Got a lay her down, Maserati was black (Skrrt) Try to ride the wave, get hit with a MAC (Grrah) [Chorus: Rich The Kid & Famous Dex] They tryna copy the wave Too many chains like a slave Rich Forever getting paid Money machine might break Whoa wait, they tryna copy the style Watch how I jump in the crowd Reach for my chain, boy how 30 on my me, swear to God, I'll bring him down