Lyrics NEW AP - Joey Trap

NEW AP

New AP, baguettes, uh
New A-team my flex, uh
New Nike, I check, uh
She text me for sex, uh
All my fees are regular, uh
All my fees are mess, uh
Those are fever sweats, uh
You ain’t see they sweat, uh
'Til I give 'em dope, niggas act like they depressed, uh
Then I give 'em hope, the Molly got your girl possessed, uh
Ain’t no scope on my new choppa, it still hit your neck, uh
We still hit your vest, uh
We still sip Hi Tech, uh, yee
I’m so
I bought a four door Bentley
Hop out with four whores with me
Think I’m a dope, dope nigga
No one put me on, my nigga
You fucked with the wrong one, nigga
Fucked with the broke, broke nigga
New AP, baguettes, uh
New A-team my flex, uh
New Nike, I check, uh
She text me for sex, uh
All my fees are regular, uh
All my fees are mess, uh
Those are fever sweats, uh
You ain’t see they sweat