Newport

On some Newport shit new cancer
Cough cough cough
I might need a new dancer
Long hair don't care kick flip it like a thrasher
Cough cough cough
You don't want no fucking cancer

Blow the bitch off when she call I don't answer
Cough cough cough
She wanna be my new dancer
Bring the bitch off to the stall, pull her pants up
She give throat hard antler
So I throw the bitch off like a ball when I pass her
Say she wanna dig around me so I fuckin plant her
You don't want no smoke bitch you don't want no cancer
Grave digger whip like you see on news channels
Hit another dig around me so I know I'm up
Pockets full of money, look like Oreo double stuffed
I think you know not to kid around me
I play rough
Pit bull bite down like no trainer

On some Newport shit new cancer
Cough cough cough
I might need a new dancer
Long hair don't care kick flip it like a thrasher
Cough cough cough
You don't want no fucking cancer

On some Newport shit new cancer
Cough cough cough
I might need a new dancer
Long hair don't care kick flip it like a thrasher
Cough cough cough
You don't want no fucking cancer

I know I was meant for this shit
Yeah I'm a real one
Tried to bring you with me now I know you feeling real dumb
Now I'm cocked like a Glock
Roxanne, won't you be my fan?
Tried to put you on now you sliding off me like pam
Now I mix the double cup up with percocets and the xans
Now I'm in front of the lights while you recording from the stands
Stage shit I can't stand em' all
I might pop another one like shit I'm on adderall
I might have to kill another verse and then I pass it off
Your bitch did a double take and now she's trying to smash it off
Girl why you recording me? You're screaming at me take it off
I'm just with little momma for toppy, can't wait to break it off
Justoid bumping all through your speakers this shit be banging dog
I might bust a move in this bitch, no Patrick Swayze though
Pull up to the A and I take the fam out to Lazy Dog
Cough cough cough damn
No that's not from Newports
We're smoking big joints, light another when it gets short
I've been in my bag like Dior and you're more like Jansport
I've been whipping nothing but foreigns, your public transport
When we pop out to the club they like Justoid what all these bands for?
Call up on my man's Cuz fuck ima use my hands for?
He don't want the smoke



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Writer(s): Justin Pillette, Nick Kazlauskas
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