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new shit - fmg tayda lyrics

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(sp*ce time)

(all this, yeah, all this new sh*t, yeah, all this new sh*t)

[chorus]
all this new sh*t
got a new whip
that’s some new ice
that’s some new drip
got rid of my old trash
got a new b*tch
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t
got a new whip
that’s some new ice
that’s some new drip, yeah
got rid of my old trash
got a new b*tch
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t, yeah

[verse 1]
hot n*gga all this ice on me got new drip
foreign on my feet these new kicks but i ain’t new to this
old money but i’m steady buying all this new sh*t
drop thе top, on the coupe, n*gga that’s a new whip
stuntin’ on my old hoеs line the city with my new b*tch
tell the jackboys i ran it up they ain’t gon’ take sh*t
i just bought a broomstick, the draco sweep you up quick
make a n*gga quack if he try me on some duck sh*t
i just want the blue strips, make sure it ain’t counterfeit
finessed the plug, gave him fake money, took that real sh*t
[?] call and break my wrist in with some new sh*t
i smoke 93 gas bag i don’t wanna’ hit yo f*ck sh*t
tell the truth baby all the flies around cause i’m the sh*t
two thousand eleven i was down bad broke and sh*t
seven years later take a look at all this new sh*t
i don’t want that old sh*t i’d rather have this new sh*t
[chorus]
all this new sh*t
got a new whip
that’s some new ice
that’s some new drip
got rid of my old trash
got a new b*tch
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t
got a new whip
that’s some new ice
that’s some new drip, yeah
got rid of my old trash
got a new b*tch
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t, yeah

[verse 2]
all this new sh*t, gucci, burberry and louis, this drip stupid
twenties and fifties and hunnids we get to it
i pull up in a crossfire coupe on em sixes
i pull up in a new coupe drop top infinity
ain’t talking bout money then don’t approach me on no friendly sh*t
this real soft this real drip, you dressing like a mannequin
i’m flyer than a b*tch, yeah i be flyer than a pelican
come f*ck with the gang baby, dreams we ain’t selling it
cool as a n*gga but i make them haters hot though
went to puerto rico met a new plug named el gato
all he seen is gas, bags, 33 gelato
all this thousand island got me dressing chat de lingo
there i drop the weight, then i push it got us both flexing
chill, he be cool, but on the low, he a hot n*gga
and that’s some new sh*t only how we rock n*gga, i drop the top i see you hate i’m stunting*
[chorus}
all this new sh*t
got a new whip
that’s some new ice
that’s some new drip
got rid of my old trash
got a new b*tch
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t
got a new whip
that’s some new ice
that’s some new drip, yeah
got rid of my old trash
got a new b*tch
all this new sh*t, yeah
all this new sh*t, yeah

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