New Tags
Why ya on ya ass don't wanna chase new money?
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Why ya on ya ass don't wanna chase new money?
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Eyes on me I got the juice, knowin I got shit to lose
Thinkin' bout my mental and I think that I jus missed a screw
Why you jus want sticks to shoot, look at me I'm fitted too
Ion like the vibe in here so I'm dippin' through
Ion like the energy in here so shady
Ion really trust you but you wanna be my baby
I ain't got an answer for you, one day baby maybe
But i'm still gonna push it off until you hate C
Cannot race me (Cannot race me)
Cannot trace me (Cannot trace me)
Can't erase C (Can't erase C)
Peep my face see
Why ya on ya ass don't wanna chase new money?
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Why ya on ya ass, don't wanna chase new money?
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Look inside her eyes and you can see all the pain
Shawty want me make her ass drip like rain
Know that shawty gotta thick lil frame
And I like that she gotta fit frame
Get that stress off so I'm totin' on that indica
She said I'm mixing signals, shawty yea I'm into ya
She say she gotta lotta love for me aint India
But everybody likes to lie so I ain't friendly ya
They don't know me so they really not a friend
Steady watchin' stories nigga you a fan
Yea ballin' in that thang jus like a ram (Like a ram)
I jus brought the bread she brought the yams (Brought the yams)
Love it when she takin' off the pants(Taking off the pants)
I can sip the drank but not the xans (I can sip the drank but not the)
Applyin' so much pressure so you know i gotta keep the heat
God keep me guided I don't ever wanna reap the streets
My decisions my choices don't need you to intervene
I'll jus pack the glock cuz I know that these niggas envy C
Envy C
They gon envy me
Can do anything
I'm gon' fly like a bentley wing
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Why ya on ya ass don't wanna chase new money?
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Eyes on me I got the juice, knowin I got shit to lose
Thinkin' bout my mental and I think that I jus missed a screw
Why you jus want sticks to shoot, look at me I'm fitted too
Ion like the vibe in here so I'm dippin' through
Ion like the energy in here so shady
Ion really trust you but you wanna be my baby
I ain't got an answer for you, one day baby maybe
But i'm still gonna push it off until you hate C
Cannot race me (Cannot race me)
Cannot trace me (Cannot trace me)
Can't erase C (Can't erase C)
Peep my face see
Why ya on ya ass don't wanna chase new money?
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Why ya on ya ass, don't wanna chase new money?
Ion know about you but I like new tags
Carats on me they jus jump like bunnies
Seen my wolve turn his house to a trap
Look inside her eyes and you can see all the pain
Shawty want me make her ass drip like rain
Know that shawty gotta thick lil frame
And I like that she gotta fit frame
Get that stress off so I'm totin' on that indica
She said I'm mixing signals, shawty yea I'm into ya
She say she gotta lotta love for me aint India
But everybody likes to lie so I ain't friendly ya
They don't know me so they really not a friend
Steady watchin' stories nigga you a fan
Yea ballin' in that thang jus like a ram (Like a ram)
I jus brought the bread she brought the yams (Brought the yams)
Love it when she takin' off the pants(Taking off the pants)
I can sip the drank but not the xans (I can sip the drank but not the)
Applyin' so much pressure so you know i gotta keep the heat
God keep me guided I don't ever wanna reap the streets
My decisions my choices don't need you to intervene
I'll jus pack the glock cuz I know that these niggas envy C
Envy C
They gon envy me
Can do anything
I'm gon' fly like a bentley wing
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Writer(s): C.j. Auguste
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