Brand New lyrics

[Intro: Charlieonnafriday]
Onnafriday yeah

[Chorus: Charlieonnafriday]
I got one on my phone, I could ring in any area code
Boys don’t speak my language
Talk to me they need Rosetta stones
She’s blowing my mind, but girl sometimes you gotta' let it go
She said I'm the only she think bout when she’s laying low
You think that you know bout me
She in the city with me, I'll get you home by three
On that rooftop, Nothing that I can’t see
My heart is gon' stop, the way you looking at me yeah
I got one on my phone, I could ring in any area code
Boys don’t speak my language
Talk to me they need Rosetta stones
She’s blowing my mind, but girl sometimеs you gotta' let it go
She said I'm the only shе think bout when she’s laying low

[Verse 1: Xavier Weeks]
Yeah lay low (Uh-uh)
Take off
Why these girls with pretty faces act like that got halos?
We all know that they evil, if you let ‘em, they gon' take off
I'mma take off, she gon' take it off
Woah I remember when I was low, now I got all these hoes
And sold out shows, and got new clothes, and I got new flows
She wanna f*ck with us cus' we, cus' we, cus' we got that brand new (Aye)
Bought my b*tch a bag and It’s brand new (Aye)
Took her to the pen It's a new view
And I was in the six, I was playing views (Woah)
And I been takin' drugs cus' I choose to (Aye)
Girls in the party but I choose you (You)
She gon' f*ck me like a fan cus' these bills blue (Blue)
And she told me that I'm messy, I'mma kill you (Why?)
Let him pull up with that [?]
And I asked her does she still love me? she said “she still do“
But she gon' suck and f*ck like she used to
Then I took her to Miami, she got some new boobs
Back to why I didn’t take her to Honolulu
[Post Chorus: Charlieonnafriday]
I got one on my phone, I could ring in any area code
Boys don’t speak my language
Talk to me they need Rosetta stones
She’s blowing my mind, but girl sometimes you gotta' let it go
She said I'm the only she think bout when she’s laying low
You think that you know bout me
She in the city with me, I'll get you home by three
On that rooftop, Nothing that I can’t see
My heart is gon' stop, the way you looking at me yeah

[Outro: Xavier Weeks]
B4 it’s too late
B4 it’s too late
B4 it’s too late (Woah-oh-woah)
I gotta stay alone B4 it’s too late
Gotta chase your dreams B4 it’s too late
Got no time to waste (No time)
There’s only one you, please don’t let ‘em tell you nothing
I gotta thank God we turned nothing into something
Even when i can’t, i gotta keep going
You gotta keep going