Lyrics Brand New - Stunna 4 Vegas, Yungeen Ace

Brand New - Stunna 4 Vegas, Yungeen Ace
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brand New , by -Stunna 4 Vegas
In the genre:Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:07.11.2019
Song language:English

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Brand New
Pulled off with no mileage
I ain’t trippin' 'bout brand new beef
Bitch, I got cash to buy brand new bodies (On gang)
It’s up there, then leave it there, bitch
He say it’s on me, I won’t dodge him (Nope)
It’s wartime, they slidin'
For Four Times, they itchin' to catch a homi (Four Times)
I just bought me a brand new whip (Skrrt-skrrt)
Just copped me some brand new chains (Brand new chains)
Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Brand new Rollie on my wrist)
Just copped me four new rings (Four new rings)
Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit (Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit)
I’d rather have it all in cash (All in cash)
Anything I want, I could buy it (Anything I want, I could buy it)
Left the mall with all these bags (All these bags)
I just bought me a brand new whip (Brand new, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Just copped me some brand new chains (Brand new chains)
Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist)
Just copped me four new rings (Four new rings)
Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit (Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit)
I’d rather have it all in cash (All in cash)
Anything I want, I could buy it (Anything I want, I could buy it)
Left the mall with all these bags
Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit (No credit)
I’d rather have it all in cash (All in cash)
We smokin' on brand new opps (Brand new opps)
We smokin' on hella gas (Hella gas)
Young rich nigga, I’m livin' too fast (Vroom)
Foot on the gas, I pray I don’t crash (Don't crash)
Hellcat ridin', I’m doin' the dash (Vroom)
Reckless lil' nigga, I’ma show 'em my ass
Diamonds drippin' hard, nigga know that I’m stylin' (I'm stylin')
Amiri jeans with the, sittin', I’m wildin'
Alexander McQueen, I don’t need no stylist (No stylist)
That Draco act evadin' the way it be hidin'
Thirty thousand in my mouth but I don’t really like smilin'
Won’t fuck with that ho, that bitch too childish
That ho too basic, my bitch, she a model
If it ain’t 'bout a dollar, then done come around me (Bitch)
I just bought me a brand new whip (Skrrt-skrrt)
Just copped me some brand new chains (Brand new chains)
Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Brand new Rollie on my wrist)
Just copped me four new rings (Four new rings)
Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit (Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit)
I’d rather have it all in cash (All in cash)
Anything I want, I could buy it (Anything I want, I could buy it)
Left the mall with all these bags (All these bags)
I just bought me a brand new whip (Brand new, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Just copped me some brand new chains (Brand new chains)
Brand new Rollie on my wrist (Rollie on my wrist)
Just copped me four new rings (Four new rings)
Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit (Fuck nigga, no, I don’t need credit)
I’d rather have it all in cash (All in cash)
Anything I want, I could buy it (Anything I want, I could buy it)
Left the mall with all these bags

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