All my blood niggas, what's poppin'? I ain't set tripping, I just happen To know who click clacking, who mismatching Fuck swagger, you been jacking Fuck fly, I am fashion Tryna cop that Benz wagon My bitch drive it and my friends crash it Niggas threat with the chit chattin' See a nigga don't shit happen I'm finna blow on that Bin Laden So talk money, check latin Suck my fuckin' dick bitch [Hook: x2] Brand new clip, brand new 9 Brand new bitch, brand new ride Brand new weed, brand new high Brand new me meet the brand new guys [Verse 2: Schoolboy Q] That 45 be the big toy Now which nigga want it with the fat boy? Shit, NetFlix on your couch What this pop corn about? Microwave oven while you out there cuffin' You over there lovin' That bitch be my stuffing, like Like we really be fucking [Hook: x2] Brand new clip, brand new 9 Brand new bitch, brand new ride Brand new weed, brand new high Brand new me meet the brand new guys [Verse 3:] [Schoolboy Q:] Brand new shirt to the brand new drawls Brand new socks to the brand new Glock This motherfucker hold 15 Smack that ho in, tell the clip get lost Bitch I'm a boss Pulled up clean, don't you hear the exhaust Got my tie on, gripping on my iron Who I'm about to fire on? Crack game fucked up, boy Fuck you think I trap for?


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Brand New Guy feat. Schoolboy Q lyrics
All my blood niggas, what's poppin'? I ain't set tripping, I just happen to know who click clacking, you mismatching Fuck swagger, you been jacking, fuck fly, I am fashion Tryna cop that Benz wagon, my bitch drive it and my friends crash it Niggas threat with the chit chattin', see a nigga don't shit happen I'm finna blow, and I'm Bin Laden, so talk money, pig latin Suck my fuckin' dick bitch [Hook] Brand new clip, brand new nine Brand new bitch, brand new ride Brand new weed, brand new high Brand new me meet the brand new guys [Verse 2: Schoolboy Q] That 45 be the big toy Now which nigga want it with the fat boy? Clipped up like I'm paranoid Hot as hell nigga, Fitzroy Pull it off through the city like Seen that whole nigga like Hopped up on a nigga like murk Put that pussy nigga in a purse You wouldn't be the first covering the dirt Put him in the ground, he was down to earth Knacked up nigga, I been down since birth Backpack full of random work With two bad hoes I'll teach you how to jerk Teach you how to jerk Swaggin' in my J's Pop me a pill and throw that pussy a rave My prerogative ways Nappy chin hairs with the brand new fade Brand new nigga with the brand new V Sold that bitch out Should've made that ho bigger Killin careers make these cupcakes remember My objective is to serve your agenda Biggie and Nas put they ass in a blender Sprinkle some 50 and came out this nigga You quick with the gat and the dick in your mouth Balls in my hands and your bitch in my house Twisting up weed I'm digging her out Just filling her out Do all that shit you be talking about While you gone? Shit, NetFlix on your couch What this popcorn about? Microwave oven while you out there cuffin' You over there lovin' That bitch be my stuffing, like Like we really be fucking [Hook] x2 Brand new clip, brand new 9 Brand new bitch, brand new ride Brand new weed, brand new high Brand new me meet the brand new guys [Verse 3: Schoolboy Q] Brand new shirt to the brand new drawls Brand new socks to the brand new Glock This motherfucker hold 15 Smack that ho in, tell the clip get lost Bitch I'm a boss Pulled up clean, don't you hear the exhaust Got my tie on, gripping on my iron Who I'm about to fire on?
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