Lyrics New One (Outro) - Rv

New One (Outro)

Bro said, «Stay out the trap, just rap»
Like 1011, you’re next up (Next)
I’ve done so much press ups, tired of being in jail
Spent New Year’s Eve on basic, no TV, couldn’t count at twelve
But oh well, free Vel (Free Vel, free Vel, free Vel)
She holds my waps so I took her Chanel
Good-good head but she does my head in
I don’t know how I put up with girls (How)
When I went to her yard with the hammer (What?)
I weren’t tryna put up a shelf
Got a brown ting tryna watch her weight
I’m in her yard, put a bitch on the scales (Run it)
And my side ting asking why she ain’t wife yet (Why?)
I do up designer, but she love when I wear my Nike Tech (Loves it)
Ran for a hundred, that was a light check (Light)
I don’t make no sprinkle cake in my Pyrex (Nah)
She asks what I do for a living (Drilling and trapping)
Can’t you see the chain?
(Huh?)
Nine eight for a Mary
Pulled out a rack, told 'em keep the change (Keep it)
Since Fatz died, it ain’t been the same (RIP)
Retail to ease the pain
My new one looks sexy, on FT
Telling me, «Come round»
She want a quick rub down
Sorry babe, I’m uptown (Sorry)
Never know, might be luck (Might be)
But when I was bruck (What?)
They didn’t give two fucks (Nah)
But the same girls wan' fuck now (Haha)
Used to play hard to get
Now it’s her that begs me to beat it (Bitch)
I stay with the iron
Had to help anaemic
Bro just wanna go there and do it
I told him, «Wait, let’s be strategic» (Wait)
I run up a check, then I repeat it
Caramel skin, toes painted white (Sexy)
She’s true flavours, no steak and rice (Flavours)
I can’t be your man (Nah), but I’ll upgrade your life
I ain’t tryna stay the night
I just need somewhere to lay the pipe (Hold this wap)
She knows I can pay for her BBL (Mmm)
But I’d rather send Ps to my Gs in jail (Free up, free up)
I hope all of the opps get freed as well
Even though I hate them niggas at EDL
Man know what I do for the clique (They do)
Ain’t nuttin' new to the kid
I was in the station questioned for shooting
Same time should have been shooting a vid (Bow, bow)
Used to grab two and a bit
Tryna put food in the fridge
Now I can feel the drip
Fifteen pairs of shoes in my crib
I’ma hit a mill' any one of these days
Probably why she wanna be bae (Hm)
But it’s M-O-B, my priorities straight (M-O-B)
I was on the wing when a thing got shot in his face
Went on the glide when I got down shh
Got a lucky dip like a lottery gain
I ain’t on chattin' (Nah)
Just grab my ting and fill it to the max
Like my name was Branning (Fill it)
Came from a box of dark and light
Like David Haye in Hatton
Now it’s 18K's and Hattons
Trident stopped me and I got wrapped
Started to rap and I made it happen (I did)
Came back with the new one (New)
Bro said there’s waps on sale
If the price is right then I might get a new one (Might)
And I my old bitch for a new one
Thank God that I bust them cases
But I pray that I don’t catch a new one (Pray)
That’s the end of the old me, start of a new one
Six figures for a mixtape
Came back with the new one
Turkey
I came back with the new one
She said real niggas her type
Until she met me, she never knew one
Dem man still rockin' last season
But all my ***** on a new one