BRAND NEW (feat. blackdrift)
Yeah (Lil Slip)
Yeah (bitch, it's Lil Slip)
I got an emo bitch, she look like she in Paramore (let's go)
With these hunnids in my jeans, I could buy the store (Lil Slip)
With these hoes up in my bed, I bet I'll fuck sum mo' (let's go, let's go)
Bitch, we posted in yo city, we ain't ever home (rockstar shit)
Aye
We popped out in yo city, bitch
We popped out on yo block, nah
We popped out in yo city, bitch
We popped out, we can't stop, nah (what?)
I might slime him out (aye)
We got large amounts (aye)
Somebody try me, get put in a box
That boy ain't gonna make it out his house (yeah)
This that rockstar shit, rock out with drift
Too up, lil bitch, we up (word)
This that fuck that hoe
Go get yo bag, forget that bitch (shword)
I done took his bitch, pulled out my tricks, then popped my shit
And we posted up with Slip, I tell a bitch, "Don't fuck wit my flicks" (yeah)
And I tell a bitch mix that
If she mixing my shit with the Xanny, that bitch gotta get back (yeah)
No, my drum got a kick back (yeah)
And that shit gonna "grat grat" at his crib like a big bag (let's go)
And we bout to go fuck up your kickback
Made too many risks that I cannot get back (what?)
Stole his bitch, boy, go get your lick back (what?)
Feel like Beno, you not getting your shit back
I feel like Stewie Griffin (yeah)
Going back in time to fuck your bitch again (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma film that hoe and make it live like it's CNN (let's go)
And you say that he your day one, but he not your real twin (woah)
And that bitch got blocked
Put that shit on Fox
Tell me who real then
I got an emo bitch, she look like she in Deftones (let's go)
Cause we make a Sextape and she get wet, woah (yeah, yeah)
With these hoes up in my bed, I bet I'll fuck some mo' (yeah, let's go)
Bitch, we posted in your city, we ain't eva home (yeah, yeah, let's go)
Aye
We pop out in yo city, bitch
We pop out with this glock, nah (swear)
We popped out in yo city, bitch
They waiting for my drop, nah (what?)
I might slime him out (aye)
Call Margiela, large amounts (aye, aye)
Somebody try me, get put in a box (aye)
That boy not gonna make it out his house (aye)
Bitch!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lil bitch
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, huh, yeah
This that brand new pack
This that Trent pack (let's go)
In that Skat Pack, he gon breathe his last breath
This that call my Slatt up (what up?)
Pick that choppa up
Walk inside the fucking traphouse, why yo mama there? (what?)
Cause she gon fuck wit my gang (uh huh)
So pass the blunt to AyEm
I'm gon hit that shit in the P.M
Still fucking by the A.M. (I am)
I done switched up on my swag and my money longer like Vert (woah)
And I know my grandma worried, but these percy's never hurt (no way)
I take off the Chrome Heart Jesus Piece and switch out the Dior shirt (let's go)
Ask around the city, they know Slippy, they know all the work (they do)
I'm just focused on this shit, I'm in my zone and that's for sure (let's go)
This that brand new Vette, I pass the blunt to drift for every verse (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lil Bitch!
Let's go, let's go
Huh?
What, what? (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Slime big, what?
What? What?
Fuck you talking bout? Bitch
And you acting like a fool if you think I ever switched
But, flip the switch and flip the script, I feel like Franklin with this shit
I feel like SRK, the king of my city, but we been worldwide
Fuck waiting patiently, I'm doing this shit like I'm running out of time
This that Carter pack, cause I'm still smoking on that shit (bitch)
And free Tory and free Jeffery, get 'em out that pen (free Tory)
My flow sounded like Osama, we get hype and shit (like what?)
How y'all fucking up my vibe? Please get off my dick (hop the fuck off)
And this Bree pack strong as fuck, we 'bout to get our lick back (ha)
CJ broke up with that bitch like he just got out of jail (bitch)
And Rahini on our dick too like, bitch go to Hell
It's a new spliff everyday like, get your pussy bitch and bail (word)
Yeah
Free Tory, bitch!
Yeah (let's go)
Let's go, let's go
Let's go (aye, slime, what's the word?)
Lil bitch! (aye, slime, what's the word?)
Yeah (bitch, it's Lil Slip)
I got an emo bitch, she look like she in Paramore (let's go)
With these hunnids in my jeans, I could buy the store (Lil Slip)
With these hoes up in my bed, I bet I'll fuck sum mo' (let's go, let's go)
Bitch, we posted in yo city, we ain't ever home (rockstar shit)
Aye
We popped out in yo city, bitch
We popped out on yo block, nah
We popped out in yo city, bitch
We popped out, we can't stop, nah (what?)
I might slime him out (aye)
We got large amounts (aye)
Somebody try me, get put in a box
That boy ain't gonna make it out his house (yeah)
This that rockstar shit, rock out with drift
Too up, lil bitch, we up (word)
This that fuck that hoe
Go get yo bag, forget that bitch (shword)
I done took his bitch, pulled out my tricks, then popped my shit
And we posted up with Slip, I tell a bitch, "Don't fuck wit my flicks" (yeah)
And I tell a bitch mix that
If she mixing my shit with the Xanny, that bitch gotta get back (yeah)
No, my drum got a kick back (yeah)
And that shit gonna "grat grat" at his crib like a big bag (let's go)
And we bout to go fuck up your kickback
Made too many risks that I cannot get back (what?)
Stole his bitch, boy, go get your lick back (what?)
Feel like Beno, you not getting your shit back
I feel like Stewie Griffin (yeah)
Going back in time to fuck your bitch again (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma film that hoe and make it live like it's CNN (let's go)
And you say that he your day one, but he not your real twin (woah)
And that bitch got blocked
Put that shit on Fox
Tell me who real then
I got an emo bitch, she look like she in Deftones (let's go)
Cause we make a Sextape and she get wet, woah (yeah, yeah)
With these hoes up in my bed, I bet I'll fuck some mo' (yeah, let's go)
Bitch, we posted in your city, we ain't eva home (yeah, yeah, let's go)
Aye
We pop out in yo city, bitch
We pop out with this glock, nah (swear)
We popped out in yo city, bitch
They waiting for my drop, nah (what?)
I might slime him out (aye)
Call Margiela, large amounts (aye, aye)
Somebody try me, get put in a box (aye)
That boy not gonna make it out his house (aye)
Bitch!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lil bitch
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, huh, yeah
This that brand new pack
This that Trent pack (let's go)
In that Skat Pack, he gon breathe his last breath
This that call my Slatt up (what up?)
Pick that choppa up
Walk inside the fucking traphouse, why yo mama there? (what?)
Cause she gon fuck wit my gang (uh huh)
So pass the blunt to AyEm
I'm gon hit that shit in the P.M
Still fucking by the A.M. (I am)
I done switched up on my swag and my money longer like Vert (woah)
And I know my grandma worried, but these percy's never hurt (no way)
I take off the Chrome Heart Jesus Piece and switch out the Dior shirt (let's go)
Ask around the city, they know Slippy, they know all the work (they do)
I'm just focused on this shit, I'm in my zone and that's for sure (let's go)
This that brand new Vette, I pass the blunt to drift for every verse (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lil Bitch!
Let's go, let's go
Huh?
What, what? (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Slime big, what?
What? What?
Fuck you talking bout? Bitch
And you acting like a fool if you think I ever switched
But, flip the switch and flip the script, I feel like Franklin with this shit
I feel like SRK, the king of my city, but we been worldwide
Fuck waiting patiently, I'm doing this shit like I'm running out of time
This that Carter pack, cause I'm still smoking on that shit (bitch)
And free Tory and free Jeffery, get 'em out that pen (free Tory)
My flow sounded like Osama, we get hype and shit (like what?)
How y'all fucking up my vibe? Please get off my dick (hop the fuck off)
And this Bree pack strong as fuck, we 'bout to get our lick back (ha)
CJ broke up with that bitch like he just got out of jail (bitch)
And Rahini on our dick too like, bitch go to Hell
It's a new spliff everyday like, get your pussy bitch and bail (word)
Yeah
Free Tory, bitch!
Yeah (let's go)
Let's go, let's go
Let's go (aye, slime, what's the word?)
Lil bitch! (aye, slime, what's the word?)
Credits
Writer(s): Sohum Rao
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