Nothin New lyrics

by

Eem Triplin


[Intro]
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give

[Verse 1: wavehi]
I've been up inside my bag, b*tch
Yeah I know that you ain't 'bout it
Watching from the sides but all these pus*y boys doubt us
You been catching all these vibes, like what you gon do without it
And that shorty hit my line like baby
I-I-I been all up inside my bag, b*tch

Yeah I know that you ain't 'bout it
Watching from the sides but all these pus*y boys doubt us
You been catching all these vibes, like what you gon do without it
And that shorty hit my line like baby
I can't live without it
It's like nothin new

[Verse 2: wavehi]
Baby I can't cuff you though
Promise to myself that I ain't never cuff another hoe
Shorty she be feening told the squad to cut another blow
Talkin' like a toddler I ain't never fell in love with those, never no
Do not talk no sh*t because I know that you ain't never know
I proved it to myself and I ain't never gonna let it go
I be grinding for that guap and my momma, she told me let em know
The second I start popping
Tell them pus*y boys to let me pose, f*ck em
I leveled up as soon as I chose to cut em
Talkin throw it in that bag b*tch
I ain't gunna gunna but I come up with these numbers
Going artic like the [?]
If you wanna talk that sh*t im boutta curve em like rotunda
We some Lighting McQueens but you more like some thunders
We ain't say sh*t but you know we let that drum bust
Every time you hit the beat its that top 10 blunders
Find me on the scene, b*tch, posted im a stunner
[Verse 3: DANYANTE]
b*tch im on the block im making C's
I got the ruger with the beam
Started run inside my jeans
Talkin' sh*t up out your spleen
You n*ggas pus*y, where your mans at, where your [?] at
He just got caught lacking, talkin sh*t now we gon up that
100 round drum, im killin' everybody
f*ck that n*gga b*tch, I got no [?] for nobody
n*ggas talking crazy, til I pull up in that op that f*cking blow
You talkin' all that crazy sh*t but in the hood b*tch you a lil b*tch
You pus*y as f*ck n*gga, you a hoe n*gga
Wannabe ass broke ass bum n*gga
You a f*ckin' dummy b*tch your pockets need some money
Put the barrel to your tummy talkin' sh*t this sh*t get ugly
You a pus*y as f*ck n*gga, you a hoe n*gga
Wannabe ass broke ass bum n*gga
You a f*ckin' dummy b*tch your pockets need some money
Put the barrel to your tummy talkin' sh*t this sh*t get ugly

[Outro]
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
I've been trying not to go off the deep end
I don't think you wanna give me a reason
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