New loot, yeah
New loot, yeah, new loot, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

New loot, uh, paid off

´Cause I know these niggas ain´t gettin´ real money
I know them niggas ain´t gon´ die for you
I know these niggas ain´t gon´ kill nothin´
I know these bitches ain´t gon´ live for me
Now I´m wifed up, these hoes ain´t hearin´ from me
Eyes wide shut, these hoes ain´t see it comin´
I´ma go nuts on these hoes, drip peanut butter

Love you Rabbit, he ain´t make it home
For the Patek, we´ll take your arm
Drug habit, need to take it easy
´Cause if she lose daddy, she gon´ take it hard
Rated R, AR-15, work it like a street team with an A&R
Empty the magazine, all the pages fall
By the time I leave, you done read them all

P-E-R-C, yeah
Percocet got a nigga percolatin´, pussy ass, nigga
Perpetrating and impersonating
Bury those cockroaches I´m the exterminator
Make a nigga eat his own words and regurgitate ´em
Make a nigga see his own blood, start urinating
Blood gang, blood, like blood, we be circulatin´
Pow, in the morning, leave ‘em lookin´ like turkey bacon
I´ma keep the chopper shined up, like a turkey, glazed it
Codeine got us lookin´ like turtles racing
Purple drank, weed, and heart; I´m a purple racist
I´m with the perfect bitch lookin´ for her replacement

With a curvy bitch cummin´ ‘round her curves, I´m racin´
The Cartier watch, it deserve the bracelet
From the School of Hard Knocks, I´m a murder major
My bitch tongue twisted, sperm tornado
Tell you that they lyin´
That they sayin´ that they see me
Niggas just blind to the fact, no 3D
Damn, but the diamonds I´m wearing look HD
Panoramic Plasma, big screen
Man on fire, 500 degrees
Lambo´ fire, beep-beep
Way too hot, don´t bother to reach me
Rest in peace, Mamba and Gigi, facts
Trippy ass nigga, Always trippin´ but I never fall
Them bitch ass lil´ niggas say they got your back

Your back against the wall
I´m a rich ass lil´ nigga, I get bag
After bag, after bag, yeah, I ball
Shots hit the back of his skull
She put his head in her hands, it dissolve
I might just bring her lil´ ass in the stall
Break her lil´ ass like the laws
Then take her lil´ ass to my dawgs
Then they treat her ass like a dog
Then they feed her ass to the dogs
That Draco attached to me arm, and that hoe long as a baton
Canseco, my bat in my arms
I spray, leave your ass on the lawn, then take all your cash and your coins
That bitch went from Louis Vuitton to BC-BG
From Christian Dior back to BEBE
She be mad at slime ´cause I really got hoes

Bad bitches postin´ all these pictures of me
Lotta hoes on the side, right up under her nose
She say, just don´t put these hoes above me
Vroom-vroom, skrrt, take off, new juice, yeah
Straight sauce, pyoom-pyoom, damn, Egg-nog
Head, arm, leg, leg, arm

New loot, yeah, paid off
´Cause I know these niggas ain´t gettin´ real money
I know them niggas ain´t gon´ die for you
I know these niggas ain´t gon´ kill nothin´
I know these bitches ain´t gon´ live for me
Wifed up now, these hoes ain´t hearin´ from me
Eyes wide shut, these hoes ain´t see it comin´
I´ma go nuts on these hoes, drip peanut butter, yeah
No Ceilings

Yeah, yeah-yeah
That bitch went from Louis Vuitton to BC-BG
From Christian Dior back to BEBE, bitch

[DJ Drop: DJ Khaled]
This shit right here crazy
Nah, this shit crazy
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