Nothin New lyrics

[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
(Go Grizz)
Ayy

[Chorus]
I sh*t on b*tches for a livin' (Uh-huh, sh*ttin' on 'em)
Sixty on my wrist to count the minutes (Uh-huh, hold it up)
Angel in my head-to-toe Christian (Uh-huh)
Spades for my aces when we sippin' (Uh-huh, keep it comin')
Pendant got a couple rooms in it (Uh-huh)
Birkin with a quarter ticket in it (Uh-huh, quarter milli)
Balenci' on the boots to stand on business (Uh-huh, standin' on it, ayy)
This ain't nothin' new, b*tch, I been it (Uh-huh, look, been, been)

[Verse 1]
I got a million on my wrist, another ten in the bank
Been gettin' to it all my life, what the f*ck did you think (What the f*ck?)
Still keep the poles around me like I work at the Pynk
Should've knew what I was on when I came through in that mink (Woo)
And my diamonds on sink, only buss when I blink
And my neck like Miami, this whеre the Cubans link (Link up)
Ain't no b*tch from the D that got morе motion than me (Name 'em)
I'm the headliner, hoes can't even open for me, come on (Facts)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ten, nine
Say my name hopin' for a co-sign (Nope)
b*tches lookin' for a way, I made mine
Road to the riches, and I paved mine, b*tch
[Chorus]
I sh*t on b*tches for a livin' (Uh-huh)
Sixty on my wrist to count the minutes (Uh-huh, let's go)
Angel in my head-to-toe Christian (Uh-huh)
Spades for my aces when we sippin' (Uh-huh, keep it comin')
Pendant got a couple rooms in it (Uh-huh)
Birkin with a quarter ticket in it (Uh-huh, quarter milli)
Balenci' on the boots to stand on business (Uh-huh, that's right)
This ain't nothin' new, b*tch, I been it (Uh-huh, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Look, is it my codes, my hoes, or my shows? Who knows (Who knows)
Ones gettin' chose as the lames get exposed (Yeah)
Candy on my wrist, like the candy in they nose
Starin' at my presidential, like damn, we did it, Joe
I ain't never have to f*ck for a bag, I get it though (I get it)
Know I'm used to money comin' in fast, you b*tches slow (Girl)
What feelings? All my blues get packed in a Louis tote
You was hot then, now you just cooked, Curry GOAT (Woo)
Sheesh, n*gga from the A all up on my peach (That's right)
Let him in and he thought he was on the beach (Uh)
This right here the type of sh*t you can't teach
b*tch

[Chorus]
I sh*t on b*tches for a livin' (Uh-huh)
Sixty on my wrist to count the minutes (Uh-huh)
Angel in my head-to-toe Christian (Uh-huh)
Spades for my aces when we sippin' (Uh-huh)
Pendant got a couple rooms in it (Uh-huh)
Birkin with a quarter ticket in it (Uh-huh)
Balenci' on the boots to stand on business (Uh-huh)
This ain't nothin' new, b*tch, I been it, b*tch (Uh-huh)
[Outro]
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Detroit
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