New Money

Smellin' like new money
Baccarat, blue hundreds
Bitch, I be up 'til like two-something
Go get a cam, it's a movie
I'm in the bed, I ain't moving
If it ain't bread, I ain't moving
Gucci, yeah, he never losing
She tat my name on her booty

Gucci, my name, you know anyway
I'm tryna pop the pills for one night
Tryna see panties all up on the frame
Can't fuck if she basic, that's the code of life
Uh, yeah, run it up, what the fuck is a recession?
I went through Vegas and I had an angel
All that I pulled was triple 7's

Big boy, yeah, he a pest
I'ma lie low when I ain't got a TEC
Hop in that foreign, goin' to a jet
I still want more when ain't nothing left

I'm greedy, greedy
They want this shit, look too easy
I got more money than your biddy
Lil' fuck nigga tryna be me

They be tryna get the best of me
Lil' thot don't question me
And I pass when they testin' me
I'm him and I'm blessed to be

Smellin' like new money
Baccarat, blue hundreds
Bitch, I be up 'til like two-something
Go get a cam, it's a movie
I'm in the bed, I ain't moving
If it ain't bread, I ain't moving
Gucci, yeah, he never losing
She tat my name on her booty

Gucci, my name, you know anyway
I'm tryna pop the pills for one night
Tryna see panties all up on the frame
Can't fuck if she basic, that's the code of life
Uh, yeah, run it up, what the fuck is a recession
I went through Vegas and I had an angel
All that I pulled was triple 7's

Yeah, yeah, took it to Fifths
She gave me lips but I don't kiss
Know what I want, we ain't fuck in a minute
Know I got money but they'll never rent it

Fly out the tushy, you take her to Venice
Love a bad bitch when she rich and she listen
I been on tour and I got some more vision
Niggas done switched on me, I ain't quitin'

Lil' nigga mad 'cause he ain't diss
Ask my ex, yeah, I ain't shit
But it's all cool, yeah, aight, bitch
Ice too bright, hit the light switch

Hopin' that my dawg Skype me
He in jail, he fightin'
Glocky on my side
I'ma hold it dyin'
And I'm feelin' psychic
Mix it like it's science
Want me to come pipe it
I'll be there tonight

Smellin' like new money
Baccarat, blue hundreds
Bitch, I be up 'til like two-something
Go get a cam, it's a movie
I'm in the bed, I ain't moving
If it ain't bread, I ain't moving
Gucci, yeah, he never losing
She tat my name on her booty

Gucci, my name, you know anyway
I'm tryna pop the pills for one night
Tryna see panties all up on the frame
Can't fuck if she basic, that's the code of life
Yeah, run it up, what the fuck is a recession?
I went through Vegas and I had an angel
All that I pulled was triple 7's



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Writer(s): James Haley, Prod No Heart
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