Brand New

Lyrics

[Intro: StanWill] (Ooh, Sav killed it) Whew Bitch, huh [Verse 1: StanWill] Got a brand-new chain, I'm a brand-new me Steppin' on my opposites in some brand-new sneaks All my bitches elegant, you cuffin' ran-through freaks If you see me with your bitch, she gettin' slammed through sheets My bitch tellin' me that she don't trust me, okay Baddie tellin' me she tryna fuck me, okay Keep the hit stick if doggy rush me, okay Aimin' for his chicken nugget, if he duck, he okay Whole gang on go, we ain't stoppin' soon Your ho silly, tryna be my bride but I'm not a groom Boy, this bitch'll sweep the streets but it's not a broom Talkin' all that yadda-yadda, he got hit with bada boom Bing bada baow, got that fucker tucked Tell a ho to kiss my pendants, watch how quick she pucker up Up a weapon on you, fuck an uppercut Mr. Cut-Into-a-Ho, like, bitch, is you gon' fuck or what? [Verse 2: BabyTron] Is you gon' suck or what? TRX wrap brown, but the seats tan, this a peanut butter truck We leavin' out of Hutch You would think I made a sandwich, rollin' up grape jam and peanut butter Runtz Brand-new house, brand-new wheels Brand-new plug, so it's brand-new seals Took my ho into Dior, she want brand-new heels If you livin' how you say, tell me how brand new feels Might as well'll shot the whole drum, I sent ninety-eight Rappin' like a gangster, ended up on 1090 Jake Why you hatin' on the team? Let mines be great Shit, tour catchin' up tonight, set might be late You a private, we some generals When I smile, you see Amethyst diamonds and some emeralds Richie cost a quarter ticket with no diamonds in the bezel Y'all is not important, out here tryin' to be special [Verse 3: TrDee] Shoutout my nigga Tron, I'm around this bitch like Tity Boi Niggas see me out and be like, "Ayy, ain't you a ShittyBoy?" Don't act like you ain't know, man, you can tell just by my jewelry Head damn near left my legs weak, she done noodled me Panda Express, I got chopsticks She was dick suckin', now she somewhere on the blocklist Got this shit on lock, can probably help you like a locksmith Smokin' zaza, the air might be kinda toxic I bet my 'fit cost probably what you makin' in a month I be ballin' on these lil' niggas, I can't even dunk Black and white buffs, I might pull up lookin' like a skunk Ridin' in a foreign, think it's somethin' barkin' in the trunk Pull up on you in some shit that you ain't never been in Damn, BabyTron, what's on your wrist? You think you Ben 10 Woke up to a play, went to Hutch and I spent ten Courtside at the Pistons game next to Big Ben, bitch