Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New Prada , by - Christ DillingerRelease date: 10.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
New Prada |
| I woke up in the morning bitch I got me some new Prada |
| I don’t got no job so I do what I wanna |
| Bitch I’mm on the block servin' dope cause it’s fun (fun) |
| All my friends trap, got face tats, and guns |
| I woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada (some what?) |
| These niggas steady hatin' man |
| These niggas baby fathers (bitch) |
| I don’t got no kids so my pockets they on fat (fat) |
| Y’all niggas so lame man I swear y’all niggas whack (whack) |
| If that mans yo nigga why he stabbed you in the back? |
| Why you got so many followers but yo music whack? |
| (damn) |
| I pull up on yo block |
| Niggas know me in the trap (trap) |
| Bitches screamin Christ Dillinger |
| That is where it’s at (where it’s at) |
| Hoodrich gothboy shit |
| If you catch me wit that mac (that mac) |
| I’ma blow you off the map (that map) |
| Put a nigga on his back (his back) |
| I woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada (uhuh) |
| Gothboy shit |
| Bitch I’m smokin marijuana (mhm) |
| I do not fuck with bitches who got problems with they fathers (nope) |
| I only fuck with bitches who got money like obama |
| I’m shooting kids up in this bitch like she’s a fuckin school (im sorry) |
| Im dancin with some bitches |
| Man I feel just like Jah Rule (mhm) |
| You niggas buying likes |
| Man you think that makes you cool? |
| Bitch I’m gettin money |
| You can’t measure that shit, ouh |
| Woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada (damn) |
| Woke up in the morning then I fucked yo baby momma |
| Yes, yes (yeah, yeah) |
| Yes, yes (yeah, yeah) |
| Yes I woke up in the morning already got on my Prada |
| Bitch I hopped up out the crib and I’m spittin like im a llama |
| I be tomahawkin niggas he singin like he was Lana |
| The fauna be smokin flora need more of it like the commas |
| Hot like sauna (uh) |
| Good morning my nigga where is your Prada? |
| I dont have an occupation besides fuckin' on yo daughter |
| Pussy slaughter |
| All my niggas be inking and toting weapons |
| Pussy nigga want my Remington, Colt, or the Smith & Wesson |
| Teach a lesson like a teacher or tutor, I’m always testin' |
| In the bleachers with my shooters we booted up never restin' |
| Impressing to those who matter, offending to all my haters |
| Walk the fuck up out the venue you pussies I’ll see you later |
| I dont speak on firearm, mama raised a debater |
| But if you dont wanna talk then my pistol is not a waiter |
| If that bitch got a dick then nigga it cool to fade her |
| I be riding on my bike to the store like a nigga Slater |
| He look red in his face, that human is a tomater |
| Cuz im speaking to his thot and she hot like a fried potater |
| I woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada |
| I woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada |
| I woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada |
| I woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada (Prada) |
| (Yes I woke up in the morning and I got me some new Prada, huh) |
| (Spider Gang shit) |