BrentBank$ - Brand New (feat. COOLY) Lyrics

Yeah, but I'm not actin' brand new
Yeah, like look what these fans do
Nah, not actin' brand new
Yeah, got a brand new whip

Yeah, but I'm not actin' brand new
Yeah, I done changed up my life
Yeah, like look what these fans do
Hold up, like why you be hatin'

I'm doin' some shit that you can't do
Hold up, like why you be hatin'
Thats your shawty I Know that she ran through
Huh, damn
No, no, I couldn't believe it

Damn, I ball like I'm magic
I go to L.A. and I sell out arenas
Damn, I step on the stage
Your man in the crowd and I know that he seen us

Damn, they knowin my name
So I staywit that strap like I'm Gilbert arenas
Yeah, Pockets on swole
Stack my shit to the top

I feel like I'm Bol Bol
Yeah, I'm still gettin' paid for my new hits
And all of my old flows
Yeah, shout out my baby, my new bitch

Can't f*ck with my old hoes
Had to Stun all these niggas
Got me feelin' like Stone Cold
I thought I told all you niggas

My pockets, they don't fold
I thought I told all you niggas
These VVS diamonds, aint rockin' no rose gold
I thought I told all you niggas

You play up my name and I'm back in my old mode
Big body, it's blockin' the whole road
Big stacks and we takin the whole load
Yeah, got a brand new whip

Yeah, but I'm not actin' brand new
Yeah, I had to change up my life
Yeah, like look what these fans do
Hold up, like why you be hatin'

I'm doin' some shit that you can't do
Hold up, like why you be hatin'
That's your shawty, I know that she ran through
I'm in the big body, swervin', I'm whippin' it

Don't got a dream if I'm livin' it
Rollin n Rollin we tryna high
I see your face when I look in the sky
She like, damn, you don't even try

I'm like, yeah, set the place on fire
I'm with the gang, yeah, I came with the mob
I'm sippin' drink and it came one the rocks
She wanna feel me, touch my locks

I'm in the kitchen, I'm whippin' a pot
Yeah, they tryna take my spot
Makin' a movie, I'm changin' the plot
Yeah, they just wanna be like me

Nothing can do ya these days
I can't even work for free
She put her hands to the ceiling
She lovin' the feeling when I'm in her jeans

She love sippin' on lean
No, I don't pop no beans
No, I can't hang with squares, no
I run it out with the team

I run it up with the guys
I start a car with no keys
Ooh, whoa
Yeah, got a brand new whip

Yeah, but I'm not actin' brand new
Yeah, I done changed up my life
Yeah, like, look what these fans do
Hold up, like why you be hatin'

I'm doin' some shit that you can't do
Hold up, like why you be hatin'
I'm doin' some shit that you can't do
Thats your shawty I know that she ran through