[Intro]
I knew you couldn't resist my shit (Yeah)
I got the shakes that'll make you quake (You got the what?)
I got the fries that'll cross your eyes (Okay, Cheeseburger, let's go)
[Chorus]
Pull up in this bitch with a new whip
Jay West on the beat, now he ruthless
Cashin' checks, nothin' next, you ain't do shit
And you know this that motherfucker on this new shit
Pull up in this bitch with a new whip
Jay West on the beat, now he ruthless
Cashin' checks, nothin' next, you ain't do shit
And you know this that motherfucker on this new shit
[Verse 1]
I be doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
Every time I post a video, man, it's off the rails
I'm an international player, baby, can't you tell?
I be runnin' through the figures like I'm Dave Chappelle
I'm like Big 50, star like Whitney
Shinin' like a diamond, silver lining, big jewel shit
And it's gon' put me in the game, that's some cool shit
New shit, lookin' like a trapper when I move shit
[Pre-Chorus]
I knew you couldn't resist my shit (Yeah, Cheeseburger)
I got the shakes that'll make you quake (Football)
I got the fries that'll cross your eyes (Treehouse)
[Chorus]
Pull up in this bitch with a new whip
Jay West on the beat, now he ruthless
Cashin' checks, nothin' next, you ain't do shit
And you know this that motherfucker on this new shit
Pull up in this bitch with a new whip
Jay West on the beat, now he ruthless
Cashin' checks, nothin' next, you ain't do shit
And you know this that motherfucker on this new shit
[Verse 2]
Run me, my money, Cali's always sunny
Smokin' on some good, rollin' up a Backwood
O.C. on the map, pockets lookin' fat
Cali born boy, can you haters handle that?
Nah, I don't think you can, cause I'm focused, man
I run away with the cash, like the gingerbread man
You know it's no lookin' back when you gettin' away with the bag
And I hate to sound like I'm braggin', I was built for this, man
[Pre-Chorus]
I knew you couldn't resist my shit
I got the shakes that'll make you quake (Yeah)
I got the fries that'll cross your eyes (Just show up at the treehouse, you big, dumb bitch)
Yo
[Chorus]
Pull up in this bitch with a new whip
Jay West on the beat, now he ruthless
Cashin' checks, nothin' next, you ain't do shit
And you know this that motherfucker on this new shit
Pull up in this bitch with a new whip
Jay West on the beat, now he ruthless
Cashin' checks, nothin' next, you ain't do shit
And you know this that motherfucker on this new shit
New Sh!t was written by ChrisTheFR & Dria & WE$TPHAL.
New Sh!t was produced by James Hoover.