[Intro]
Got a brand-new whip
Got a brand-new bitch [Chorus]
I got a brand-new whip
I got a brand-new bitch yeah
40 upon my hip
Better watch your mouth, don't saying shit
Twin Glocks like criss cross
Make his hoe jump, yeah make him pissed off
On my R Kelly shit get pissed on
Because there's no way I stay at the bottom[Verse 1]
Gotta get out the rags to the riches
Gotta stay focused and handle my business
Your girl is on my hitlist
Not to kill, I just really want to hit it
Uh, got my hand on my smithing
She doesn’t want to listen
But please mind the bitchin, cuz her eyes they glisten
They hate on mе for no reason
They switch up like thе seasons
They say shit but don’t mean it, it makes no sense
Can't comprehend
Why they so hell bent
On my downfall
Yeah, it makes no sense still
Give them smoke like cigarettes leave them coughing
Cancer yeah, put them in a coffin
Put wings on they ass no robins
Keep it strapped because no one's going to rob me[Chorus]
I got a brand-new whip
I got a brand-new bitch yeah
40 upon my hip
Better watch your mouth, don't saying shit
Twin Glocks like criss cross
Make his hoe jump, yeah make him pissed off
On my R Kelly shit get pissed on
Because there's no way I stay at the bottom

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