"New Me" lyrics
(feat. Kerch Dolla)
(Zay, what up, nigga?)
[FMB DZ:]
I love a bad bitch that I can make some money with
All we do is run plays any time we politic
I don't think you niggas know the meaning of a bottom bitch
Every time I put a play in motion, she gon' follow it
If I tell a bitch to jump, she gon' ask me how high?
Hoes pointin' at the dunk every time I ride by
Every time my ex-bitch see me out, she wanna cry
No lie, I just spent a ten-ball on gettin' fly
I can put my young niggas on your ass and get you stripped
I just sent a big bag down the way, it's gettin' flipped
Told Skip by the time he bleed twice, he gon' be rich
Got it out the mud, nigga, ain't nobody gave us shit
I'ma turn it up a little, let me crank it up a notch
Fifty on me in the Diamond District, tryna buy a watch
Told my bitch I'm too paranoid, we ain't dinin' out
Whooped a nigga with my jewelry on and knocked some diamonds out
They say they want the old Whoop, this the new me
Hit the club and make a movie, this bitch goin' on Tubi
Got the Demon sittin' outside, that bitch came with two seats
Got five grams stuffed in the LooseLeaf
Yeah, why you woofin' on the 'Gram? Nigga, you's the police
Bitches thinkin' that I scam, I just sold a four-piece
You get caught up in a jam, nigga, you don't know me
By myself with this 40 feelin' like I'm four deep
I forgot about the other one Zack and Cody
And your bitch always complain 'cause you so cheap
Nigga bought a girl some diamonds, she just there for Van Cleef
Fuck a bad bitch raw, make her eat a Plan B
All I smoke is Cavities, this shit here is rapper weed
Flyin' at a rapper speed, I want a bitch that's Japanese
I ain't never lackin', please, I'ma bulletproof the sleeve
Got an all-star team, my niggas jump out shootin' threes
They say they want the old Whoop, this the new me
Hit the club and make a movie, this bitch goin' on Tubi
Got the Demon sittin' outside, that bitch came with two seats
Got five grams stuffed in the LooseLeaf
Yeah, why you woofin' on the 'Gram? Nigga, you's the police
Bitches thinkin' that I scam, I just sold a four-piece
You get caught up in a jam, nigga, you don't know me
By myself with this 40 feelin' like I'm four deep
[Kerch Dolla:]
I can't even buy a watch, spent all my money on the beef (Dolla)
Lil' baby brain crazy, save her number under "Geek" (What else?)
I'm a big homie, a couple killers under me (What else?)
Chopper sound like a lullaby, put your ass to sleep (What else?)
Had to bulletproof the vest, heard niggas want me next (Keep goin', Dolla)
If a nigga want respect, better go and get a check (Keep goin', Dolla)
I'm tied in with the mob, nigga, you don't see the crest?
I ain't gon' lie, I still love my lil' baby from Gwinnett (Hahahaha)
I know my lifestyle crazy (Huh?), but don't feel for me (Huh)
My favorite uncle sixty-six and he still rollin' (Keep goin', Dolla)
They gave my baby sixty years and he still hopin' (Still)
Thinkin' can the feds tap Nextels and Motorolas?
Dolla (Yee)
[FMB DZ:]
I love a bad bitch that I can make some money with
All we do is run plays any time we politic
I don't think you niggas know the meaning of a bottom bitch
Every time I put a play in motion, she gon' follow it
If I tell a bitch to jump, she gon' ask me how high?
Hoes pointin' at the dunk every time I ride by
Every time my ex-bitch see me out, she wanna cry
No lie, I just spent a ten-ball on gettin' fly
I can put my young niggas on your ass and get you stripped
I just sent a big bag down the way, it's gettin' flipped
Told Skip by the time he bleed twice, he gon' be rich
Got it out the mud, nigga, ain't nobody gave us shit
I'ma turn it up a little, let me crank it up a notch
Fifty on me in the Diamond District, tryna buy a watch
Told my bitch I'm too paranoid, we ain't dinin' out
Whooped a nigga with my jewelry on and knocked some diamonds out
They say they want the old Whoop, this the new me
Hit the club and make a movie, this bitch goin' on Tubi
Got the Demon sittin' outside, that bitch came with two seats
Got five grams stuffed in the LooseLeaf
Yeah, why you woofin' on the 'Gram? Nigga, you's the police
Bitches thinkin' that I scam, I just sold a four-piece
You get caught up in a jam, nigga, you don't know me
By myself with this 40 feelin' like I'm four deep
I forgot about the other one Zack and Cody
And your bitch always complain 'cause you so cheap
Nigga bought a girl some diamonds, she just there for Van Cleef
Fuck a bad bitch raw, make her eat a Plan B
All I smoke is Cavities, this shit here is rapper weed
Flyin' at a rapper speed, I want a bitch that's Japanese
I ain't never lackin', please, I'ma bulletproof the sleeve
Got an all-star team, my niggas jump out shootin' threes
They say they want the old Whoop, this the new me
Hit the club and make a movie, this bitch goin' on Tubi
Got the Demon sittin' outside, that bitch came with two seats
Got five grams stuffed in the LooseLeaf
Yeah, why you woofin' on the 'Gram? Nigga, you's the police
Bitches thinkin' that I scam, I just sold a four-piece
You get caught up in a jam, nigga, you don't know me
By myself with this 40 feelin' like I'm four deep
[Kerch Dolla:]
I can't even buy a watch, spent all my money on the beef (Dolla)
Lil' baby brain crazy, save her number under "Geek" (What else?)
I'm a big homie, a couple killers under me (What else?)
Chopper sound like a lullaby, put your ass to sleep (What else?)
Had to bulletproof the vest, heard niggas want me next (Keep goin', Dolla)
If a nigga want respect, better go and get a check (Keep goin', Dolla)
I'm tied in with the mob, nigga, you don't see the crest?
I ain't gon' lie, I still love my lil' baby from Gwinnett (Hahahaha)
I know my lifestyle crazy (Huh?), but don't feel for me (Huh)
My favorite uncle sixty-six and he still rollin' (Keep goin', Dolla)
They gave my baby sixty years and he still hopin' (Still)
Thinkin' can the feds tap Nextels and Motorolas?
Dolla (Yee)
