New Flow lyrics

(Keermontana)

3 for 25 come n get it
Ask about me yeah im really with it
Leeds st I was in the trenches
Brodie send some shots at ya fitted

Opps they ont really want smoke
Wintertime I ain’t have a coat
b*tches jumping ship like a boat
On the wave man she gonna float

These n*ggas be hating they mad
She cute on the gram but in person she ass
Im oss when my foot on the gas
When I get up imma grab me some rafs

All of my n*ggas they getting a bag
f*ck with me cause a young n*gga popping
You ont wanna see my face in a stocking
n*ggas hating but they b*tches be plotting

Lately a n*gga been oss
Can't name a b*tch that I didn't hit
A n*gga too old to go play the mix
I stood on the corner n played the strip
I sold marijuana ain't have no bricks
My man going crazy he got a stick
That sh*t got like 30 up in his clip
He won't hesitate he'll let it rip

Young n*gga yeah we back at it
I got work like a math packet
I was chilling with the crack addicts
Hitting licks that's a bad habit

Told broski stop taking xans
n*gga keep snapping on his afties
Momma wanted me to stop trapping
I was broke n I kept blacking

Whoa whoa

I can show you how to bag a onion
Bull keep sneakdissing caught him out in public n*gga he kept f*cking running

b*tch said I broke her heart but she really had me looking like a f*cking dummy

When the plug threw the pack knew it was gonna be a wrap like a f*cking mummy

Had weed n I had pills
Overdosing on them advils
In the trap all my n*ggas snapping
Everybody wanna be a rapper
Everybody wanna be a trapper
Man them n*ggas really be spoiled
b*tches they ain’t got nothing for you
Had the bundle wrapped up in the foil

I remember sleeping up in the Stu
Stomach growling couldn’t pay for no food
I’ll never let you know my next move
Teacher told me that I had to improve

Teacher told me that I had to improve..

Hook
n*gga just come to my strip
I swear to god you get hit
All my n*ggas on the 4th
All my n*ggas on the 6
Young n*ggas in the mix
n*gga we’ll f*ck ya b*tch
Do not come up on my strip
Do not come up on my strip

(1Mere)


I be Trappin On A regular
Cuz I gotta Get My Chedda Up
Now I got it I ain't lettin up
I ain't stopping so you Betta duck
Know they watching ion Give a f*ck
Dare a n*gga run up in my Hut
I ain't playin with you get you touched
Don't be lien to me keep it buck
Ion even know her she in love
I know she felt a n*gga so I f*cked
Started making moves I ain't rush
Even thou you got it you ain't bust
I gotta beat n I heated up
On my own neva needed love
I'm n the streets n I needed drugs

It's Jugg Season now I'm Juggin
I ain't have it So I took it
Made a way and started Pushin
They ain't talking but they Lookin
Cops coming Had to book it
They ont Like The Way I'm movin
Hatin cuz I'm gettin to it
Bagging up I'm in the Buick
Gotta Temper bouta Loose it
Grab a black I gotta Bost it
Gotta Shot I'm Bouta shoot it
Say you bouta It n*gga do it
Gettin rowdy you ain't stupid
I'm wit n*ggas That Be ruthless
Pass this L you Betta Duece it
Started rapping gettin to it
Around Da corner don't Be taking all long
I ain't wit it I ain't doin no songs
Get you lit up Betta watch whatchu doin
Ion give a f*ck Ima Keep drawn
My first track really started the Tone
I ain't average n*gga stay in Ya lane
And I'm throwed off so I ain't playin
Gotta Plan and its working B patient
Understand if you got ill take it
I got Dawgs n the cell forreal
Standing Tall they Ain't Got No bail
On mY grizzley and I'm staying Trill
The n*ggas w me know I keep it real
They tryna get me ion got no chill
Ain't to picky I ain't taking Deals
I'm w Ricky smoking on the hill
I get felthy when I'm in the field
Catchin 50 I hear You squilled

Hook
n*gga just come to my strip
I swear to god you get hit
All my n*ggas on the 4th
All my n*ggas on the 6
Young n*ggas in the mix
n*gga we’ll f*ck ya b*tch
Do not come up on my strip
Do not come up on my strip