NEW MONEY

[Verse 1]
Yeah, mind so dark got the car on park
The .45 gon' bark ain't no back-and-forth
Vacuum seal the pack send it to New York
I said, "Fuck the judge!" I ain’t go to court
When It come to trapping treat it like a sport
I was ye high when I jumped the porch
I hopped in the Porsche
360 them revolving doors
Talking crazy like fuck a chorus
Run your city like a fucking tourist
We the ones that survived the storm
Like his watch so I chopped his arm
Make him snooze like we hit alarms
My bitch trying to make a porn
New head now the bitch is blonde
Look away now your bitch is gone
Yeah, Maison Margiela my watch and my sneakers
I hit the bitch I tell her, "Hasta la vista."
I’m sipping on Easter
We set it off like Queen Latifah
I was outside you was playing FIFA
Nowadays I really ain’t doing features
My bitch is bi I’ma make the bitch eat ya
Choke slam a nigga like fucking Batistsa

[Chorus]
Yeah, new money who this?
I’ma teach these niggas how to do it
Might as well say you my students
Bitch is you dumb is you stupid?
She wants to have sex to my music
I hit from the back she said it’s therapeutic
She said her ex is a lame, seen him last week
He was driving a Buick
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Got Backwoods, Fronto Leaf, chop it down
Smoke a tree, overseas, kissing bitches
Double cheek, DoubleTree master suite
Crashing bitches leave 'em on the seats
Pop a molly now I’m about to geek
Kill a nigga mission complete
I’m too street for the industry
I’m too player for a groupie ho
Fucked the bitch at the studio
Had her sipping Don Julio
She said she don’t chase liquor
Had her hanging on my fucking zipper
When I’m done I pass her pass to my nigga
Uh yeah, switch up who with it
I know this bitch with it
I told her lets get it
I’m grabbing her titty
Hold up little bitch
You going to give me a minute
I’m in her mouth like a motherfucking dentist
Driving them foreigns, them bitches is rented
Fresh in the drugs, and I know that they’re fronting
My pinky ring that shit look like a Funyun
She want to workout, I took her to run yea
If you want beef tell that nigga let you run it
I promise you he won’t make it past the summer

[Chorus]
New money who this?
I’ma teach these niggas how to do it
Might as well say you my students
Bitch is you dumb is you stupid?
She wants to have sex to my music
I hit from the back she said it’s therapeutic
She said her ex is a lame, seen him last week
He was driving a Buick
Yeah