I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
Look like I'm dressing in mammals
I put that supreme on the camo
Load up the ammo go Rambo i light up the opp like the candle
And hop on flight to Havana
I put a dude on the fanta
I mix hypnotic and hennyband shake up the bottle get angry like Bruce branne
You hear the pit a pata of the semi auto for I deal with chitta chatta
I might just whip the pot and scrape the batter I'm hot as Nevada
Word to my bitch out in Vegas
All of these hoes be the fakest
All of my goons are the greatest
Don't be mistaken
I could get rich where it's vacant
You see me work on vacation I never take brakes until you see I really made it
I do this shit like I'm Pablo
I mix the papers and fant
Rolling up dope in condo
380 baby like I'm nba but I keep me a 9 like I'm rondo
Step on the work like mofongo
All my diamonds drip for Congo
I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
I see my obstacles look like a hurdle the way I'm really gonna have to jump
I'm not a fan of the fighting you break in my crib than I'm walking up with the pump
I heard the swamp sinks and the woods eat now pussy boy don't get stuck
Lately I been in a hole with it I ain't tryna really stuck
Money on my head I don't fallback
I was in the coupe dressed all black
Loading up the hammer never look back
Bauta hit a lick for a big pack
Hit him with golf club make his crack
In a real mothaf*cka I ain't take shit back
I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
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I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
Look like I'm dressing in mammals
I put that supreme on the camo
Load up the ammo go Rambo i light up the opp like the candle
And hop on flight to Havana
I put a dude on the fanta
I mix hypnotic and hennyband shake up the bottle get angry like Bruce branne
You hear the pit a pata of the semi auto for I deal with chitta chatta
I might just whip the pot and scrape the batter I'm hot as Nevada
Word to my bitch out in Vegas
All of these hoes be the fakest
All of my goons are the greatest
Don't be mistaken
I could get rich where it's vacant
You see me work on vacation I never take brakes until you see I really made it
I do this shit like I'm Pablo
I mix the papers and fant
Rolling up dope in condo
380 baby like I'm nba but I keep me a 9 like I'm rondo
Step on the work like mofongo
All my diamonds drip for Congo
I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
I see my obstacles look like a hurdle the way I'm really gonna have to jump
I'm not a fan of the fighting you break in my crib than I'm walking up with the pump
I heard the swamp sinks and the woods eat now pussy boy don't get stuck
Lately I been in a hole with it I ain't tryna really stuck
Money on my head I don't fallback
I was in the coupe dressed all black
Loading up the hammer never look back
Bauta hit a lick for a big pack
Hit him with golf club make his crack
In a real mothaf*cka I ain't take shit back
I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
Look like I'm dressing in mammals
I put that supreme on the camo
Load up the ammo go Rambo i light up the opp like the candle
And hop on flight to Havana
I put a dude on the fanta
I mix hypnotic and hennyband shake up the bottle get angry like Bruce branne
You hear the pit a pata of the semi auto for I deal with chitta chatta
I might just whip the pot and scrape the batter I'm hot as Nevada
Word to my bitch out in Vegas
All of these hoes be the fakest
All of my goons are the greatest
Don't be mistaken
I could get rich where it's vacant
You see me work on vacation I never take brakes until you see I really made it
I do this shit like I'm Pablo
I mix the papers and fant
Rolling up dope in condo
380 baby like I'm nba but I keep me a 9 like I'm rondo
Step on the work like mofongo
All my diamonds drip for Congo
I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
I see my obstacles look like a hurdle the way I'm really gonna have to jump
I'm not a fan of the fighting you break in my crib than I'm walking up with the pump
I heard the swamp sinks and the woods eat now pussy boy don't get stuck
Lately I been in a hole with it I ain't tryna really stuck
Money on my head I don't fallback
I was in the coupe dressed all black
Loading up the hammer never look back
Bauta hit a lick for a big pack
Hit him with golf club make his crack
In a real mothaf*cka I ain't take shit back
I need a new whip
I need a new crib
I need a new bitch
I need a new new flip
Juggin finnssen ain't cutting it for me
I drink the muddy that f*ck up tummy
Money and hoes got em countin it for me
Cut up a brick till my fingers get bloody
She f*ck me first than she f*ck on my buddy
Writer: JonCarlo Cortese
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