Hear It / New Love

Part I: Hear It

[Intro]
(What do you desire? Bitch, haha)
Oh my god, oh my god
Yeah, damn

[Chorus]
I got a lot of shit I gotta say
He wanna play and I swear he gon' lay
I get the money yeah, no delay
She got the Heart' on like she play
Checkin' my phone to see if you texted
Bitch, I'm the goat, I'm not like the rest
She said I be clean as fuck like some zest
Thought that she ate but that shit was a test

[Verse]
You draw yo' heart in the wall, I said fuck 'em all
'Cause I still ball, when it get rough, is it you I call?
Say that she hear me, girl, is that all?
I'm off the percs, xan, do it all
We throw the racks up, watch 'em fall
Talkin' the real shit, I speak it all
[?] stayed down 'cause I need ya'
Bitch, I keep the rocket like a [?]
I just be sippin' drank for no reason
Look at my heart cold like the freezer
He finna change up like the season
Say she love me, she don't mean it
Sippin' that dirty shit, I been leanin'
[?] just talk, you don't hear it
I'm in that AMG sippin' on Carti
Rockin' a all black fit wit' a brand new bitch
Walk in this bitch and my bro got a stick
Call up my brother, I ain't playin' that shit
Look at my eyes, she seein' a demon
Double cup love, I just be leanin'
Same twin, yeah my bro, we feenin'
I said fuck love 'cause she don't know the meanin'
I got my racks up, got my bread up and I stay the same
Shoutout my brother, Mat, he stayed ten toes
When everybody fuckin' change
Hop in that bitch and we switchin' that lane
Look at my hoodie it stay in its lane
She loosin' her mind, she goin' insane
Hop on a flight and I went to LA

[Chorus]
I got a lot of shit I gotta say
He wanna play and I swear he gon' lay
I get the money yeah, no delay
She got the Heart' on like she play
Checkin' my phone to see if you texted
Bitch, I'm the goat, I'm not like the rest
She said I be clean as fuck like some zest
Thought that she ate but that shit was a test

Part II: New Love

[Intro]
(Yeah, damn)
Yeah (Damn, Damn)
Woah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I need some brand new drank
I need some brand new love
They talkin' on me, they my son
I got that gas in my lung
I'm on a percocet on a private jet
I got my foot, bitch, up in all they necks
Sendin' them boys threats through a fuckin' text
They wanna be me 'cause I'm the fuckin' best

[Verse]
I got some purple in my cup, I feel like a Laker'
I know that ho a thot so I can't save her
I'm finna delete them texts, delete them pictures
'Cause I can't miss you, you wanna talk?
I say what's the issue?
Look at my pockets, they stuffed wit' that green
[?] myself and I'm not on lean
I had to dirty my cup and I can't feel a thing
Close that door when the nights it rain
My heart got colder, racks got a little older
Look at these hoes, man they gettin' bolder
Smokin' that good shit, smell the odor

[Chorus]
I need some brand new drank
I need some brand new love
They talkin' on me, they my son
I got that gas in my lung
I'm on a percocet on a private jet
I got my foot, bitch, up in all they necks
Sendin' them boys threats through a fuckin' text
They wanna be me 'cause I'm the fuckin' best

[Outro]
(Bitch I'm the best, yeah
Bitch I'm the best, okay
He wanna play, he lay, uh
He wanna play, he lay, huh
He wanna play and he lay, I swear
He wanna play and he lay, uh
I get the racks all day, ay, yeah)