New/ South France

Lyrics
[Part 1] [Chorus] Came in with a new me you told me that you would never leave Pop a painkiller for you baby, this my remedy And I know you'll hear me when I'm talking with a melody Caught these feelings that you sent for me, yeah You know you did me dirt Hit me where it hurt Jump in that jet and skrrt Jump in that jet and skrrt You know you did me dirt Hit me where it hurt, yeah [Verse 1] Yeah You still in my mentions Lost you, but I found your friend and all those on your friend list I saw us on top together, never thought we'd end it IG your favourite cos you can send it and unsend it Yeah, put that on my mans Every time we show up you should know we bring the bands Yeah, put that on my mans Every time we show up you should know we bring the- And we came in off all type of shit we landed in Dubai This shit got me on a flight I need all my shit with ice I could care about the price My life just hit a new height And this night feel like the night I'm not destined for demise [Chorus] Came in with a new me you told me that you would never leave Pop a painkiller for you baby, this my remedy And I know you'll hear me when I'm talking with a melody Caught these feelings that you sent for me, yeah You know you did me dirt Hit me where it hurt Jump in that jet and skrrt Jump in that jet and skrrt You know you did me dirt Hit me where it hurt, yeah [Verse 2] Balmains, I been rolling smoking like all day Nearly overdosed in that hallway But I'm back and better like always Flow Bereta catching all case I'm doing numbers on my off days Royce Wraith got her off space On stage, that's my ball face I need his and hers I need yours and mine Going overtime For the overtime Over, over, over, over, overtime I just flew out did a coast to coastal flight I'ma make it outta here 120 I'ma steer Keep her close if she real Let her go if she peels, yeah [Part 2] [Verse 2] I, I just I just, I, I- I just did the dash 5-0 on my ass Money in my hands Getting to the cash Do I have to brag? Do I have to brag? Uh, yeah, look Metronome ticking that's another track with Mag Hit that lick in Heavy Rain and took all that I can I hop out the rental at the venue, do my dance Lord they used to hate me, why they parlay with my friends? Flew a French bitch from Sydney out to South France That's how I converted my English in South France That's how I made use of my business in South France That's why they all notice the jewellery in South France They don't wanna see you with bitches in South France That's why I did all of my business in South France
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Credits
- Writers
- Vic August