BRAND NEW
After I run up that bag, I'm through
And these streets don't love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what's me plus you
Chop the roof in the C52
I be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new (brand new)
Young nigga jumped out the porch, I had to grow up (grow up)
From the bottom this type of nigga that shit mold us (mold)
Swear to God I love my dogs but can't control 'em
If it get dirty around my name, would you hoe up? (Hoe up)
Would you still be there, if I never had my dough up? (Yeah)
If I was seekin' visitation, would you show up? (Show up)
If they gon' make it, I'm gon' try to count some mo' up (yeah)
You can bet you we gon come get it, if you owe us (owe us)
After I, run up that bag, I'ma change (I'ma change)
Fuck this rap shit, 'cause I get bags other ways (yeah)
If you call me then I'ma smash on the way
Bust it on me, I beat your back outta place
I'm deep, but I done had other days
Fuck with me, you need to try other things
'Cause we the ones, we the vibe and we the wave
Count that money, let it pile in the safe
After I, run up that bag, I'm through (oh, oh, oh)
And these streets don't love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what's me plus you
Chop the roof in the C52
I be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
If yo' nigga get up and go getter
Want some of your plate, but I brought you the whole dinner
I been heating up in the summer for cold winters
Got me to yourself, now these bitches be so bitter
Yeah, want me to stay home, sorry, the wrong nigga
You like to say, "I miss it", I'm making yo' bones shiver (yeah)
I be hella bold, I'm touchin' the soul in ya
Gotta get back on the road, I can't be alone with ya
But after I run up that bag, I'ma change
Sunny days, but can you stand in the rain? (Stand in the rain)
I need actions, you know Blxst on the Bay (yeah)
I need good sex, it feel like cash in the bank
You say I never get enough, I know
Gotta stuff it up until it bust out, whoa
You know I'm 'bout a bag, don't play the tough guy role
You blowin' up my line, don't cross that line though
After I run up that bag, I'm through
And these streets don't love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what's me plus you
Chop the roof in the C52
I be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
And these streets don't love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what's me plus you
Chop the roof in the C52
I be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new (brand new)
Young nigga jumped out the porch, I had to grow up (grow up)
From the bottom this type of nigga that shit mold us (mold)
Swear to God I love my dogs but can't control 'em
If it get dirty around my name, would you hoe up? (Hoe up)
Would you still be there, if I never had my dough up? (Yeah)
If I was seekin' visitation, would you show up? (Show up)
If they gon' make it, I'm gon' try to count some mo' up (yeah)
You can bet you we gon come get it, if you owe us (owe us)
After I, run up that bag, I'ma change (I'ma change)
Fuck this rap shit, 'cause I get bags other ways (yeah)
If you call me then I'ma smash on the way
Bust it on me, I beat your back outta place
I'm deep, but I done had other days
Fuck with me, you need to try other things
'Cause we the ones, we the vibe and we the wave
Count that money, let it pile in the safe
After I, run up that bag, I'm through (oh, oh, oh)
And these streets don't love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what's me plus you
Chop the roof in the C52
I be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
If yo' nigga get up and go getter
Want some of your plate, but I brought you the whole dinner
I been heating up in the summer for cold winters
Got me to yourself, now these bitches be so bitter
Yeah, want me to stay home, sorry, the wrong nigga
You like to say, "I miss it", I'm making yo' bones shiver (yeah)
I be hella bold, I'm touchin' the soul in ya
Gotta get back on the road, I can't be alone with ya
But after I run up that bag, I'ma change
Sunny days, but can you stand in the rain? (Stand in the rain)
I need actions, you know Blxst on the Bay (yeah)
I need good sex, it feel like cash in the bank
You say I never get enough, I know
Gotta stuff it up until it bust out, whoa
You know I'm 'bout a bag, don't play the tough guy role
You blowin' up my line, don't cross that line though
After I run up that bag, I'm through
And these streets don't love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what's me plus you
Chop the roof in the C52
I be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil' baby she too boujee, brand new
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Dean Burdette, Brandon Rainey
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