NEWER ONE lyrics

[Intro]
(Good lookin', DNell)
Yeah
Let me get warmed up
Phew
Phew
Phew (Ayy)
Yeah (Mafia sh*t, n*gga)
Ayy
If I ain't got sh*t, b*tch, I got these hundreds

[Chorus]
Neck and wrist got me flooded
Can't none of you n*ggas stop the money
Lil' bro'll eat you like a plate, think he got the munchies
Pulled up, said she tryna munch me
Put her lil' sh*t in a scrunchie
n*gga, I'm a motherf*ckin' ape, y'all some f*ckin' monkeys
Old b*tch 'bout to crash out 'bout my newer one
The 'Dweller was gettin' kind of old, I bought a newеr one
I be lookin' at a group of hoes likе I want two of them
Gettin' money not a real surprise, it must be new to them

[Verse 1]
Yeah, lately, I've been gettin' to it
Put the new coupe right on Ruccis
Put the old school right on Forgis
Bowling ball paint looking gorgeous
I suggest you leave that b*tch alone, boy, if you can't afford her
All I'm doin' is holdin' on to racks, I'm a f*ckin' hoarder
I ain't never been a ball hog, but I'm a f*ckin' scorer
Yeah, n*gga out the way, leave today, I'll be there in the morning
A n*gga play with me, we gon' put you under
[Chorus]
Neck and wrist got me flooded
Can't none of you n*ggas stop the money
Lil' bro'll eat you like a plate, think he got the munchies
Pulled up, said she tryna munch me
Put her lil' sh*t in a scrunchie
n*gga, I'm a motherf*ckin' ape, y'all some f*ckin' monkeys
Old b*tch 'bout to crash out 'bout my newer one
The 'Dweller was gettin' kind of old, I bought a newer one
I be lookin' at a group of hoes like I want two of them
Gettin' money not a real surprise, it must be new to them

[Verse 2]
My old friends turned into haters, I need newer ones
You see it say 680 on this Benz, this the newest one
You only seen this chopstick one time, it's just a few of them
Bro and 'em catch him lackin', it ain't no tellin' what they gon' do to him
I can't even tell a b*tch the time, I got a froze face
My new b*tch look so f*ckin' pretty, she make hoes ache
We been in the foreign, twistin' zaza, n*gga, all day
Roro say he love me, he gon' walk you down in broad day
Pourin' drank like it ain't nothin'
Counting money, I ain't clubbin'
Seconds left, it's final quarter
I'ma score before the buzzer
She gon' let whoever and them f*ck, she don't care they brothers
I just mixed some mid with some 'za, finna go serve my cousin
[Chorus]
Neck and wrist got me flooded
Can't none of you n*ggas stop the money
Lil' bro'll eat you like a plate, think he got the munchies
Pulled up, said she tryna munch me
Put her lil' sh*t in a scrunchie
n*gga, I'm a motherf*ckin' ape, y'all some f*ckin' monkeys
Old b*tch 'bout to crash out 'bout my newer one
The 'Dweller was gettin' kind of old, I bought a newer one
I be lookin' at a group of hoes like I want two of them
Gettin' money not a real surprise, it must be new to them