New Bottega

Aye, aye
(Aye)
On the block with my nigga
In the New Bottega
Know shit gettin' scary
Know shit gettin' tricky
Yeah she wanna ride with me
She wanna slide with me
And she wanna smoke with me
And she wanna roll up

Going fast, road runner (Uh)
She a packrunner (Uh)
Got the casa in the cup
(Yeah) pour it up (Yeah)
She on the gram (Yeah)
She like and scroll up (Yeah)
Shawty she fancy
She get what she want (Uh)
She wanted to F** * (Yeah)
She wanna have fun (Yeah)
In the mosh, knuck if you buck (Uh)

Counting blues
Stacking it up (Yeah)
In the night
She calling me up (Yeah)
Bend it over
Yeah she showing me love (Uh)
In the city yeah she wanna go shopping (Uh,uh)
Got a couple hoes
Got a couple options (Yeah)
Niggas showing fake love
Gotta couple opps shit (Yeah)
Gotta stay balanced
Shit is so toxic (Uh, uh)
Balling on the court
Feeling like Stockton (Yeah, yeah)
Chillin' in the cut
I'm locked in (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas get it cracking (Uh, uh)
Niggas get it popping (Uh, uh)
Ain't with the gossip (Uh, uh)
Ain't with the chatting (Uh)
Niggas move swift
Like assasins (Yeah)
(Uh) smoking my spliff
To relax me (Uh)
(Uh) Sipping on cups
Re-up the packie (Yeah)
She movin' her hips
Her ass get to clappin' (Yeah)
She text me lol
But i know she aint laughing

On the block with my nigga
In the New Bottega
Know shit gettin' scary
Know shit gettin' tricky
Yeah she wanna ride with me
She wanna slide with me
And she wanna smoke with me
And she wanna roll up

Going fast
Road runner (Uh)
She a packrunner (Uh)
Got the casa in the cup
(Yeah) pour it up (Yeah)
She on the gram (Yeah)
She like and scroll up (Yeah)
Shawty she fancy, she get what she want (Uh)
She wanted to F** * (Yeah)
She wanna have fun (Yeah)
In the mosh
Knuck if you buck (Uh)



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Writer(s): Matthew Dixon
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