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Artiste : Luh Tyler
Titre : Brand New Blues
Yeah, nigga, ayy
Phew, phew, phew
Uh, nigga, uh, yeah, ayy
Yeah, let´s go

I think I´m addicted to this cash, I´m runnin´ through this guap (Through this guap, nigga, yeah)
I´ma just keep snappin´ for the fans, they waitin´ on me to drop (Me to drop, nigga, yeah)
I told you I don´t need no pen and pad, I´m comin´ off my top (Off my top)
Ayy, these niggas chasin´ hoes before the bag, man, that shit gotta stop (It gotta stop, nigga, yeah)
These niggas chasin´ hoes before the bag, like, what the fuck you on? (What you on? Yeah)
Don´t need no finger, bitch, I´m still gon´ snap and that´s on any song (Any song, nigga, yeah)
I see you broke as fuck, my pockets right, you must be moving wrong (You movin´ wrong, nigga, ayy)
I´m chasin´ racks, bitch, I been catchin´ flights, I can´t pick up the phone (Pick up the phone, nigga, yeah)

We on the way, yeah, we gon´ hit the top, bitch, I already knew it (Already knew it)
See that nigga ran him up some guap and he already blew it (Already blew it, yeah)
Nigga, I be chasin´ after loot, yeah, I be runnin´ to it (Runnin´ to it)
I just woke up to some brand new blues, I´m in here thumbin´ through it (Nigga, I´m thumbin´ through it)
Woke up and I put that shit on, bitch, I´m flyer than a bird (Yeah, bird, nigga)
Niggas just be cappin´, bitch, you know you lyin´ on every verse (The fuck?)
Got them niggas sick I ran it up, like, bitch, go get the nurse (Yeah, them niggas mad, yeah)
Bitch, I´m in here countin´ up these checks, you´d think it was the first

Bitch, I´m in here geekin´ yeah, nigga, ayy
Bitch, I´m in here geekin´, high as fuck, you´d think I was a nerd (What?)
Man, I think it´s time to hit the stu´, I´m tryna put in work (Put in work, nigga, yeah)
Got money comin´ in from different angles, bitch, I feel like Kurt (Feel like Kurt, nigga, ayy)

I think I´m addicted to this cash, I´m runnin´ through this guap (Through this guap, nigga, yeah)
I´ma just keep snappin´ for the fans, they waitin´ on me to drop (On me to drop, nigga, yeah)
I told you I don´t need no pen and pad, I´m comin´ off my top (Straight off my top, yeah)
Ayy, these niggas chasin´ hoes before the bag, man, that shit gotta stop (It gotta stop, nigga)
These niggas chasin´ hoes before the bag, like, what the fuck you on? (Like, what you on, nigga? Yeah)

Don´t need no finger, bitch, I´m still gon´ snap and that´s on any song (On any song, nigga, yeah)
I see you broke as fuck, my pockets right, you must be moving wrong (You movin´ wrong, nigga, yeah)
I´m chasin´ racks, bitch, I been catchin´ flights, I can´t pick up the phone (Pick up the phone, nigga, yeah)

Phew, phew, ski