Pydd - Whole New Trend Lyrics

Whippin the sauce hide the recipe
Cross eyed I'm off the Hennessy
That's ya girl why she feelin me
Pity all the fools call me mr.T
Diamonds bling shining and glistening
Flow too dirty grab some listerine
Dropping the bars makin history
No migos but it's slippery (Errr splash)

And no malcom X but I'm straight spittin to you niggas
In a 5.0 mustang cruisin wit my hittas
Just press play ain't no damn way you ain't gone feel this

Cause I'm hot like a sauna
In my bag countin commas
They was sleeping on me please go back to counting your llamas
My whole team is gone eat and I put that on my mama
Rest In Peace to Kobe time to ball up like the mamba
All these hoes on me yes I'm flexin like mo bamba

You heard I'm a dog but I don't play fetch
Said your new man better but I know that's a stretch
Time to send you to the grave bitch I'm aiming at necks
And I'm coming from the bottom to the top you can say I'm next
Lames gaining nothing but pounds nigga where yo boflex
I need a bitch who can go for rounds nigga no romance
All these people putting me down nigga no fake friends
The boys gone run the town nigga whole new trend

Whole new trend
Whole new trend
Whole new trend
Whole new trend
Whole new trend

This is stupid what im writing
Aston Martin how I'm riding
Lara Croft how I'm climbing
No sunlight I'm still shining
You think you gang please don't try me
You niggas is kids drink a Hi-C
Bad new bitch that's my wifey
Drip on 10 yeah it's frightening

Throwin dimes like Gilbert arenas
Stfu and just suck on my penis
Baby ass niggas I'll call you some fetus