"New Deal" lyrics
Oh my God
I just got a new deal, I'ma tell the truth still
Why you niggas lyin', dog? That is not a blue pill
Baby cryin' on and off, it's okay, just sit still
She gon' take it all off, I'ma cop a quick feel
Boy, you better move off, you know this is not your field
Hit this shit like golf ball, don't fuck with the birds still
Saw the party, logged off, hopped up in the car and peeled
Make way for the change on the range
See you niggas lost, stayin' on the same thing
I just took your bitch, game is game
Dancin' on these niggas like I'm on a soul train
I don't trick, lame ho gon' be a lame
Huh, Undercover my feet, steppin' all through the paint
If shit ain't concrete, then it's up, yeah, it rain
Huh, Day Zero shit, yeah, I got my whole gang
Huh, oh
Huh, show this bitch the racks, she like, "Oh"
I'm just wading through the water, lake froze
I just sprayed her with the nut like a hose
Huh, huh, yeah, hoes
Huh, I ain't never fucked with one of those
Huh, ran this shit up with my bro'nem
I predicted all this shit, yeah, I told them
Oh my God
I just got a new deal, I'ma tell the truth still
Why you niggas lyin', dog? That is not a blue pill
Baby cryin' on and off, it's okay, just sit still
She gon' take it all off, I'ma cop a quick feel
Boy, you better move off, you know this is not your field
Hit this shit like golf ball, don't fuck with the birds still
Saw the party, logged off, hopped up in the car and peeled
Make way for the change on the range
See you niggas lost, stayin' on the same thing
I just took your bitch, game is game
Dancin' on these niggas like I'm on a soul train
I don't trick, lame ho gon' be a lame
Huh, Undercover my feet, steppin' all through the paint
If shit ain't concrete, then it's up, yeah, it rain
Huh, Day Zero shit, yeah, I got my whole gang
Yeah, your ho with me, though
Yeah, nobody want your shit like some Fritos, huh
Yeah, it's still gon' be me, though
Can't talk, lungs too full with that tree, though
Callie, Izzy, Mikey, trio
She gon' take the Plan B if it's real love
Huh, yeah, only shit I'm scared of
If I really disappear, what with no whereabouts
Huh, I'ma wear them out
Huh, yeah, niggas in a drought, get out
Huh, ho said she love it right inside her mouth
Huh, it get hot as hell, yeah, I love the South
Bitch, I'm never fabricated, always imitated
I've been really makin' progress, I know niggas hate it
She make chicken alfredo, she a project baby
Yeah, lately, I've been workin', please just have patience
I just got a new deal, I'ma tell the truth still
Why you niggas lyin', dog? That is not a blue pill
Baby cryin' on and off, it's okay, just sit still
She gon' take it all off, I'ma cop a quick feel
Boy, you better move off, you know this is not your field
Hit this shit like golf ball, don't fuck with the birds still
Saw the party, logged off, hopped up in the car and peeled
Make way for the change on the range
See you niggas lost, stayin' on the same thing
I just took your bitch, game is game
Dancin' on these niggas like I'm on a soul train
I don't trick, lame ho gon' be a lame
Huh, Undercover my feet, steppin' all through the paint
If shit ain't concrete, then it's up, yeah, it rain
Huh, Day Zero shit, yeah, I got my whole gang
Huh, oh
Huh, show this bitch the racks, she like, "Oh"
I'm just wading through the water, lake froze
I just sprayed her with the nut like a hose
Huh, huh, yeah, hoes
Huh, I ain't never fucked with one of those
Huh, ran this shit up with my bro'nem
I predicted all this shit, yeah, I told them
Oh my God
I just got a new deal, I'ma tell the truth still
Why you niggas lyin', dog? That is not a blue pill
Baby cryin' on and off, it's okay, just sit still
She gon' take it all off, I'ma cop a quick feel
Boy, you better move off, you know this is not your field
Hit this shit like golf ball, don't fuck with the birds still
Saw the party, logged off, hopped up in the car and peeled
Make way for the change on the range
See you niggas lost, stayin' on the same thing
I just took your bitch, game is game
Dancin' on these niggas like I'm on a soul train
I don't trick, lame ho gon' be a lame
Huh, Undercover my feet, steppin' all through the paint
If shit ain't concrete, then it's up, yeah, it rain
Huh, Day Zero shit, yeah, I got my whole gang
Yeah, your ho with me, though
Yeah, nobody want your shit like some Fritos, huh
Yeah, it's still gon' be me, though
Can't talk, lungs too full with that tree, though
Callie, Izzy, Mikey, trio
She gon' take the Plan B if it's real love
Huh, yeah, only shit I'm scared of
If I really disappear, what with no whereabouts
Huh, I'ma wear them out
Huh, yeah, niggas in a drought, get out
Huh, ho said she love it right inside her mouth
Huh, it get hot as hell, yeah, I love the South
Bitch, I'm never fabricated, always imitated
I've been really makin' progress, I know niggas hate it
She make chicken alfredo, she a project baby
Yeah, lately, I've been workin', please just have patience
