เพลง Brand New (Explicit)

Brand New (Explicit) - Roddy Ricch

Lyrics by：Brain Anamayatana/Rodrick Moore/Paul Cabbin/Milan Modi

Hunnid bands for a kilo n***a

I didn't know who to trust

Wasn't hidin' the coupe

Wsn't hidin' my bag yeah

I didn't know what to do

Gotta get this money you can't let it change you

But I can't lie all these hunnids

Got a n***a feelin' brand new

I just f**ked my main b***h

On a private jet to Cancun

Gave her my heart before

I knew the b***h was ran through

That's why when it come to these hoes

I gotta stay in love with double cup yeah

Chasin' the bag that's on the regular

I gotta run it up yeah

When it came to gettin' racks

I got new dividends

Got a thick brown skin b***h

I call her Cinnamon

Took some losses in these streets

I gotta pack and then wait for the win

I had to tuck a mil' I got in the field

N***a then I did it again

I was in the streets lil' n***a

I really went platinum yeah

Feelin' like Joe when I was in the trap

I was whippin' up Jacksons yeah

I was down bad n***as turned they backs yeah

They ain't know that I was fillin' up the mattress yeah

I was just a broke n***a

Now a n***a designer my feet

'17 foreign car tinted windows

Ridin' down the street yeah

I gotta feed the streets the motto is

All my n***as gotta eat

I had to trap it out

I wasn't even gettin' no sleep yeah

I didn't know who to trust

Wasn't hidin' the coupe

Wsn't hidin' my bag yeah

I didn't know what to do

Gotta get this money

You can't let it change you

But I can't lie all these hunnids

Got a n***a feelin' brand new

I just f**ked my main b***h on a private jet to Cancun

Gave her my heart before I knew the b***h was ran through

That's why when it come to these hoes

I gotta stay in love with double cup yeah

Chasin' the bag that's on the regular

I gotta run it up yeah

Ayy gotta put my new b***h in a mink

She collect the bag like a Brink

And that s**t mean everything to me

'Cause she gotta ball like me

I was gettin' off of robbin'

I was on and off the road

Had to learn the hard way that these streets so cold

Celebratin' with the Ace of Spade pourin' up the rose cold

You would think I was in the garden

How I'm pullin' up the rolls

You would think that I'm a shredder

How I'm f**kin' up a check

And I ain't never played tennis

But I got a couple on my neck

She say she want me to flood

The face to get the Audemars Piguet

I'm the youngest richest n***a

That been poppin' out the set

I got the answers n***a

I don't need no auto-correct

Got it jumpin' out my own city

Then I moved to Brooklyn like the nets yeah yeah

I didn't know who to trust

Wasn't hidin' the coupe

Wsn't hidin' my bag yeah

I didn't know what to do

Gotta get this money you can't let it change you

But I can't lie all these hunnids

Got a n***a feelin' brand new

I just f**ked my main b***h on a private jet to Cancun

Gave her my heart before

I knew the b***h was ran through

That's why when it come to these hoes

I gotta stay in love with double cup yeah

Chasin' the bag that's on the regular

I gotta run it up yeah