Brand New lyrics

[Intro]
Aye Meek!
They don't know about all that new sh*t
You feel me?
They don't know about the new car
They don't know about the new spot
They don't know it
They don't know the half

[Chorus]
New whip, new rear, cut my old b*tch off
Got Brand new everything
New sh*t, new gun, New plug on the lean
Got Brand new medicine
New spot, new drop, new watch, new Glock
Shooting at f*ck n*ggas who irrelevant
New shirt, new hat, new jacket
Can't forget about the Brand New leather pants
Brand new, that hoe I'm f*cking, brand new
Them new blue hummer, brand new
Foreign Car bought from Russia, brand new
That b*tch you cuffin' brand new
That money I'm stuffin' brand new
This pistol I'm tucking, brand new
Brand new
Brand New
Brand New
Brand New
Brand New
Brand New
[Verse 1]

These lame n*ggas flexin'
Talking 'bout that car you riding in, brand new n*gga
Who you think you testing? (Not Me)
I ain't never been a killer
I'll damn sho' shoot a n*gga
Listen up I gotta question:
Why these young n*ggas talk sh*t through a message?
Is it cause I'm rich?
Why you hating on my blessing?
Probably cause yo b*tch on me, got you stressing
n*gga, face it, n*gga you basic
n*gga broke ass n*gga
Can't afford brand new
Fake ass n*gga can't stand by you
We can fight lil n*gga
Show you what these hands do
I got 4 or 5 n*gga hanging out the van shootin'
4 or 5 b*tches best believe they came through
Managed to the money, Go to Onyx on Tuesday
It's a lot of n*ggas, add 'em up
It'll be a new movie
Model b*tch I'm f*cking, brand new
A lot of clothes, and the cars are brand new
A 100 bands, two days, ran through
Ran off on ya ass, I ain't have to pay you
All the bands in the van, choppas in the back
Got the Glock in my hand, and I got another 105 in the stash
I'm talkin' 'bout 500 cash, 200 on the dash
Can't forget about you
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

Brand New money
Brand New Prada
Brand New diamond, looking like water
A n*gga got a baby on the way
I'm finna be a brand new father (I'm finna be a dad)
Brand new mac, Brand new Rari'
Brand new spreef, Polo boxers
May know me, I don't know about you
2 condo's, and 3 houses (I got three n*ggas)
Brand new b*tch, Brand new fit
I'm at the mall 'bout to buy some brand new kicks
Spend it on your broad
Buy nothin' but brand new sh*t (aye)
Got brand new money
Old money stashed in the basement
f*ck n*gga must be a mute
When I ask a question pus*y n*gga never ever say sh*t
Got locked up with a brand new n*gga, he gon' cooperate
Then write a statement, If I ain't want to go to school
I'll place it
EVerything that I do gotta make sense
I gotta pool in the back with a gate fence
I remember when I noticed I had late rent
I remember I ain't have sh*t
And I got that hater mad at me cause I pulled up
[Chorus]

[Outro]

Ya'll n*ggas got life f*cked up man
You feel me?
Ain't nan n*gga round me brand new
They been f*cking with me
I'm tryna f*ck that hoe!
Understand me?
Understand me?
Understand me?
I told you
Rich Homie Baby
Rich Homie Baby
Rich Homie Baby
Brand New, Brand New
Everything I got on brand new
Everything I got on brand new
f*ck that hoe 3 times
Then I gotta find some brand new
Heard what he said?