[Hook] New shoes, got out new canoes Doper in the vip room with some new hoes New car, we got some new dope Got a couple racks and what you know 2 more could bring out everything you want Everything you want, You want everything we got You want everything we got My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same
Ah, man we got everything you want nigga You get money and everything, but our pockets bigger And we live everything you wishing for So when we talk it’s best you listen hoe Your necklace shine, mine glistens though You might get some pussy, but you kissing em And I know just why you be dissing for Cause we be shining like a kitchen floor We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop We might pull up in that range You can’t judge us, we’re too hot We don’t never wait in line When we come, pull up to that spot We go straight to vip and then you see them bottles pop When you stink in vip man it’s ok cause you get caught We bout to throw your fuck ass out You outside in that parking lot You there my section, you don’t know me You got dough, y’all gotta show me Cause I’m falling in the west Like captain jackson, …kobe
[Hook] New shoes, got out new canoes Doper in the vip room with some new hoes New car, we got some new dope Got a couple racks and what you know 2 more could bring out everything you want Everything you want, You want everything we got You want everything we got My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same
I make it to a million dollars Walking the illest … a million bijon shirts I can pop a million collars I can pop a glock, I can pop a molly We just fuck but ever man I mean I pop a stain color Catch me and child talking blinks trucks with foreigners Or catch me in the hills, heated up like chris donner But the only thing suicide is these red doors And if they open, last thing you’re seeing is my bread force I’m a killer, do my dirt all by my loner Cause I got too much love for my homies Send em to the pen cause shit I can do myself Choppa on the bottom, extendos on the top shelf I’m a top chef in the kitchen I’m lock ness Monster when I rip it, so ain’t a rock in the pot left It’s the type that rhyme, is that your girl in Fuck her pussy, she cookin this dope till the world ends
[Hook] New shoes, got out new canoes Doper in the vip room with some new hoes New car, we got some new dope Got a couple racks and what you know 2 more could bring out everything you want Everything you want, You want everything we got You want everything we got My nigga on, new watch, with the magic chain You said you got it like we got it but it’s not the same
All these girls in my section about to dance We gonn turn it up for real, and y’all know dog … A lot of money and numbers from models homie you my past If you bump into my men, a part of you understand man it’s Gonn be a lot drinking, plenty fucking Man if we ain’t balling, I just offer nothing We everything you not, and we might pull up in that drop We might pull up in that range You can’t touch us we too hot We be living y’all be hurting Dog I bet you ain’t even know your girl be freaking She be squirting nigga