Lyrics
Damn, BT
New money, old money keep piling oh
A new bag, brand new deposit
A new bag, brand new deposit
New money, old money keep piling
This shit keep piling (oh, oh)
New bag, brand new deposit
Brand new deposit (oh)
Fuck drip, I don't need no stylist
I don't need no stylist (oh, oh)
Know the plug, I ain't talkin' 'bout socket, no
I ain't talkin' bout socket
I ain't on no molly
Percocets all inside of my body
I thought 'bout takin' them Roxys
But I told myself I need to stop it
Wanna take my bitch on an island
Do whatever to see you smiling
When I give her wood, she holler
But I never thought about going Holly', no
My baby, my baby, my baby (my baby)
Might cop you a new Mercedes
You be driving these lil' bitches crazy (crazy)
You be driving these lil' bitches crazy
We even had thoughts on a baby (on a baby)
We even had thoughts on a baby
But fuck what they sayin', we too damn old to be playing
Why tell me some shit if you know it's a lie?
Why say you fuck with me but then leave my side?
It was so many times when I needed you by
I was left all alone, all I could do was cry
Your love like a drug, this shit got me so high
My feelings too strong, put my pride to the side
I be thinking 'bout too much, I hope I don't die
Got family who need me, we gotta survive
New bag, new bag, I got it
Want me in your city, send me your deposit
They talkin', all they do is gossip
But that's the main reason I don't fuck with nobody
Them niggas I run with, they wildin'
I pray to God I don't have to step on nobody
I know that they watchin', to the streets, forever I'm locked in
New money, old money keep piling
This shit keep piling (oh, oh)
New bag, brand new deposit
Brand new deposit (oh)
Fuck drip, I don't need no stylist
I don't need no stylist (oh, oh)
Know the plug, I ain't talkin' 'bout socket, no (no, no, no)
I ain't talkin' bout socket
I ain't on no molly
Percocets all inside of my body (my body)
I thought 'bout takin' them Roxys
But I told myself I need to stop it (stop it)
Wanna take my bitch on an island
Do whatever to see you smiling (oh, oh)
When I give her wood, she holler
But I never thought about going Holly', no
Just want you smiling (want you smiling)
Forever I'm with you, in love with this feeling, if you rollin', I'm rockin'
Let's run up some money together and leave all the broke bitches watching
Like what the fuck is we gon' do with a wallet?
It's crazy how I seen a million dollars
I dropped out of school and I ain't go to college (oh, oh)
Bitch give me more neck than a collar
She fuck the whole team, we put her on the roster (oh, oh)
Can't fuck with that ho, she got bodies
She ride too much dick, that girl got too much mileage
We be thuggin' and clutchin', we up it and bust it, I swear I'm surrounded by shottas
I really got too many problems
I go through a lot and that's why I just need me a rider
Tell the truth, do you really love me?
Do you really fuck with me?
Tell the truth, do you really love me?
Do you really fuck with me?
Tell the truth, do you really love me?
Do you really fuck with me?
Wanna show you what you never seen, this island called twenty three (oh, oh)
New money, old money keep piling
This shit keep piling (oh, oh)
New bag, brand new deposit
Brand new deposit (oh)
Fuck drip, I don't need no stylist
I don't need no stylist (oh, oh)
Know the plug, I ain't talkin' 'bout socket, no
I ain't talkin' bout socket (oh)
I ain't on no molly
Percocets all inside of my body (oh, oh)
I thought 'bout takin' them Roxys
But I told myself I need to stop it (no)
Wanna take my bitch on an island
Do whatever to see you smiling (oh, oh)
When I give her wood, she holler
But I never thought about going Holly', no
Thought about going Holly', no
Island, take my bitch on a island, oh
Holly', no, Holly', no, Holly', no
I'm never going Holly', no
I'm never going Holly', no
I'm never going Holly', no, oh
Alois Omontayo Pot, Javorius Scott, Msxii Msxii
Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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