New to Me

I’m wit a New York nigga, bet that

I juh wanna know nigga where the cash at

Do u got them cards? Cuz nigga I need dat, is they hitting tho cuz nigga I can’t go, dey call me Lisha G I’m know to be the goat, he fuck me from the back, he holding me by my throat, gone cut that liyah on my nigga gone rock da boat, I need a hood nigga not scared he got the pole

I got a nigga from the south, he gone slime yo shit, my nigga shoot some shit wit them dirty sticks , yeh he low down, but he got them pounds, he intimidate these niggas they don’t a sound

This shit ain’t new to me

I got a west coast nigga he be acting like a loc, I can’t fuck wit dat bitch if she not my folk, he call lil baby in bed I’m super soak, I put the money on his books, He said I give em hope, the day he got out he was standing at my door, I brought that nigga some racks and I said it’s time to go, its time to go, it’s time to get sum mo i held dat nigga down I won’t fold I got yo soul