"New Wave" lyrics
Pradabagshawty, Souljaspirits & B6 Lyrics
Aye, what these niggas on, Soulja?
She like she don't care who call my phone and I'm like-
It's B6 to you, ho (I'm like why the fuck you asking?)
She like she don't care who call my phone and I'm like "Why you asking?"
I hit her one time and then I'm gone and I'm like "Why you mad?"
And it was some super fine shit with a whole lot of ass
And this hoe don't even like me forreal, she just want a Prada bag
Nigga popping shit, can't show me nothing, don't care about what you had
And I caught that hoe going through my pants, I'm just like "Don't do that"
I'm on a new wave, don't give no fuck about a damn durag
And you had your chance to come get near and get paid, I know you sad
Old hoe called me "friend" with her mom dukes like damn, I might be dad
I got a red bone bitch who like bad bitches
I got a Draco with sixty
I just had walked that boy down
Yeezy boots, swap this shit out with Balenci'
Young nigga up this trip, what you gon' do?
Know you can't run, we blitzing
Fine shit bang my phone like "Boy, come through", know that I'm coming to get it
Every time we up stick we make the news, pull on that block remixing
I just left the store, nigga, everything new, know that my drip expensive
I just smacked this hoe and passed to Brew, ain't no telling who hit it
She like she don't care who call my phone and I'm like "Why you asking?"
I hit her one time and then I'm gone and I'm like "Why you mad?"
And it was some super fine shit with a whole lot of ass
And this hoe don't even like me forreal, she just want a Prada bag
Nigga popping shit, can't show me nothing, don't care about what you had
And I caught that hoe going through my pants, I'm just like "Don't do that"
I'm on a new wave, don't give no fuck about a damn durag
And you had your chance to come get near and get paid, I know you sad
I got a red bone bitch who like bad bitches
I got a Draco with sixty
I just had walked that boy down
Yeezy boots, swap this shit out with Balenci'
Young nigga up this trip, what you gon' do?
Know you can't run, we blitzing
Fine shit bang my phone like "Boy, come through", know that I'm coming to get it
Every time we up stick we make the news, pull on that block remixing
I just left the store, nigga, everything new, know that my drip expensive
I just smacked this hoe and passed to Brew, ain't no telling who hit it
She like she don't care who call my phone and I'm like-
It's B6 to you, ho (I'm like why the fuck you asking?)
She like she don't care who call my phone and I'm like "Why you asking?"
I hit her one time and then I'm gone and I'm like "Why you mad?"
And it was some super fine shit with a whole lot of ass
And this hoe don't even like me forreal, she just want a Prada bag
Nigga popping shit, can't show me nothing, don't care about what you had
And I caught that hoe going through my pants, I'm just like "Don't do that"
I'm on a new wave, don't give no fuck about a damn durag
And you had your chance to come get near and get paid, I know you sad
Old hoe called me "friend" with her mom dukes like damn, I might be dad
I got a red bone bitch who like bad bitches
I got a Draco with sixty
I just had walked that boy down
Yeezy boots, swap this shit out with Balenci'
Young nigga up this trip, what you gon' do?
Know you can't run, we blitzing
Fine shit bang my phone like "Boy, come through", know that I'm coming to get it
Every time we up stick we make the news, pull on that block remixing
I just left the store, nigga, everything new, know that my drip expensive
I just smacked this hoe and passed to Brew, ain't no telling who hit it
She like she don't care who call my phone and I'm like "Why you asking?"
I hit her one time and then I'm gone and I'm like "Why you mad?"
And it was some super fine shit with a whole lot of ass
And this hoe don't even like me forreal, she just want a Prada bag
Nigga popping shit, can't show me nothing, don't care about what you had
And I caught that hoe going through my pants, I'm just like "Don't do that"
I'm on a new wave, don't give no fuck about a damn durag
And you had your chance to come get near and get paid, I know you sad
I got a red bone bitch who like bad bitches
I got a Draco with sixty
I just had walked that boy down
Yeezy boots, swap this shit out with Balenci'
Young nigga up this trip, what you gon' do?
Know you can't run, we blitzing
Fine shit bang my phone like "Boy, come through", know that I'm coming to get it
Every time we up stick we make the news, pull on that block remixing
I just left the store, nigga, everything new, know that my drip expensive
I just smacked this hoe and passed to Brew, ain't no telling who hit it
