Brand New

Lyrics

[Chorus] She gon' pull up for the night, ooh Pull up for the night, who? Keep it [?], finna [?], you They try copy what I do Copped it off the lighter, it's not used Got this ho wet like a tycoon That's yo ho? She bumpin' my music (Yeah) You ain't gang, then we don't like you (Yeah-yeah) VVS, and yes, they bite too (Yeah-yeah) Everything I do is times two You gon' pull up, eat me like food (Food) Spent like fifty on my shoes (Skrrt) We don't really follow no rules Lil' bro ended up on the news He got hit with somethin' brand-new (Skrr) Throw that shit, on God, I like you You my shawty, yeah, I likе you Off this pill to ruin my mood Why they copying what I do? [Verse 1] I could give a fuck about her My wholе gang already ran through it Off this X to cope with my nerves All this heat on me, I been coolin' Took a trip around the whole world I know my whole gang gettin' to it Little ho give the neck up, so sad Nigga said I'm broke, he's so stupid [Refrain] She gon' pull up for the night, ooh Pull up for the night, who? Keep it [?], finna [?], you They try copy what I do Copped it off the lighter, it's not used Got this ho wet like a tycoon That's yo ho? She bumpin' my music (Yeah) You ain't gang, then we don't like you (Yeah-yeah) [Verse 2] Took a trip, ain't talkin' no shrooms I'm in LA, geekin', top floor This ho tryna fuck me, type shit Tryna shoot a movie, Tyco Gotta keep a choppa, choppa, my hip Brother got a baby Drac', it's micro I don't fuck with niggas actin' like bitches Pullin' her hair, pay for her extensions Diamonds like January, cold like Christmas I add a hunnid oppas to my wishlist Smokin' 10th Planet, dawg, this still can't fix me Ridin' in a foreign, whip this bitch, a stick shift Lil' nigga caught the bullet like a Piston I'm tryna beat this ho up like I'm Slick Rick Cut that boy off, he movin' inefficient Give a fuck 'bout a patriotic ho, I'm different In the spot bitch, I'm leanin' on and off the Tris, yeah Came with her, just like a stick Thought I was pussy, show him how I get, yeah Get hit with that fye, that's onomatopoeia I don't fuck with the feds, I'm screamin', "Fuck the pigs", yeah Freaky ho, she got her legs open I said that, "Ho, I'm shoppin', hit up Rick Owen" I'm rockin' [?] [Chorus] She gon' pull up for the night, ooh Pull up for the night, who? Keep it [?], finna [?], you They try copy what I do Copped it off the lighter, it's not used Got this ho wet like a tycoon That's yo ho? She bumpin' my music (Yeah) You ain't gang, then we don't like you VVS, and yes, they bite too Everything I do is times two You gon' pull up, eat me like food Spent like fifty on my shoes (Skrrt) We don't really follow no rules (What?) Lil' bro ended up on the news He got hit with somethin' brand-new (Skrr) Throw that shit, on God, I like you You my shawty, yeah, I like you Off this pill to ruin my mood Why they copying what I do? [Outro] Skrrt, skrrt