Brand New

Lyrics
[Chorus: Trippie Redd] Waste no time (Yeah), waste no call (Yeah) I'm a big dawg (Yeah), you a lil' frog (Yeah) Get your shit topped, knock a nigga shit off (Baow) Sendin' shots on the minivan, then I spin off (Boom, baow) Always be the pussy little man with the big top (Yeah) How many damn rubber bands for a million? Smokin' gas, all my niggas plottin' on a trillion (Cash) I need a brand new house, I need a brand new car (Yeah) I got the Wraith with the stars (Woah), wait a minute, now take me to Mars Keep a Glock in this shit, like stars, talkin' 'bout old choppers [Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd] I want a brand new K (Fah), I want a brand new K (Fah) I want a brand new K (Fah), I want a brand new K (Fah) I want a brand new K (Baow), I want a brand new K (Fah) I want a brand new K (Bah), I want a brand new K (Fah) [Verse: Zelly Ocho] Kill her? I think I say "Yeah", I got some money to get, it's on thе way (Yeah) I got a brand new K (Hell, yеah), I got a brand new bae (Yeah) We put that boy on the page (Yeah), you better act your age Get us some money, my niggas grown, and fuck all this baby K Yeah, got this big ass stick, better get out the way (Boom) Got this bitch up on my dick, and that's okay (Woo) I can eat the wrist for minimum wage (Hey) That nigga been broke as fuck for too many days (Hey) Boy, better get him some K's (Hey), then go buy him a K (Hey) He got hit in that face (Hey), this shit turned too a case Yeah, I'm the one (One), I'm the one that's gon' do it (Yeah) Act like I'm with the rocks, now I'm lookin' with Cupid I got a brand new K, that bitch better go stupid [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Waste no time (Yeah), waste no call (Yeah) I'm a big dawg (Yeah), you a lil' frog (Yeah) Get your shit topped, knock a nigga shit off (Baow) Sendin' shots on the minivan, then I spin off (Boom, baow) Always be the pussy little man with the big top (Yeah) How many damn rubber bands for a million? Smokin' gas, all my niggas plottin' on a trillion (Cash) I need a brand new house, I need a brand new car (Yeah) I got the Wraith with the stars (Woah), wait a minute, now take me to Mars Keep a Glock in this shit, like stars, talkin' 'bout old choppers
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Credits
- Writers
- Zelly Ocho
- Trippie Redd
- sserotonin
- flansie