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Paroles de la chanson New Money par Stunna 4 Vegas

[DaBaby]
Hahaha
Uh, huh
Let me fix the mothafuckin' mic real quick, man (Right there, Firzt, right there, Firzt)
Huh?

[DaBaby]
I'm fresh out the bank with blue hunnids (Yeah)
I'm smellin' like dank and new money (He)
Talking tough but ain't gon' do nothin' (Uh uh)
I keep that iron like it's glued to me (That fye)
Play with me, I'ma shoot somethin' (Shoot)
A.R.P. got his crew runnin' (Uh huh)
You ain't gotta run from me, nigga (Don't run)

[DaBaby]
I put that iron on a nigga right now
I ain't finna talk to a nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
No I ain't finna write you on Twitter (Uh uh)
Shoot a nigga and like all his pictures
They think they 'bout that life but they bitches (Uh huh)
I hop out with a chop and a Glizzy (Yeah, yeah)
He ain't really a opp, bitch, he friendly (You)
Fuck around and get shot for a mention (Yeah)
It's hard to keep all of these hoes out my face
They like how I bop and be jiggin' (I jig)
It's so hard for me not to get bitches (Uh uh)
Take off on the cops, come and get me (Newm, newm)
And they know that's how I really rock when I pop
If it come out my mouth, I done did it (No cap)

"Ayy, yo, Baby, these lil' niggas trippin (Uh huh)
Show these lil' niggas how you be livin', nigga"

[DaBaby & Stunna 4 Vegas]
I'm fresh out the bank with blue hunnids (Yeah)
I'm smellin' like dank and new money (He)
Talking tough but ain't gon' do nothin' (Uh uh)
I keep that iron like it's glued to me (That fye)
Play with me, I'ma shoot somethin' (Shoot)
A.R.P. got his crew runnin' (Ha)
You ain't gotta run from me, nigga (Come here)
I'm fresh out the bank with blue hunnids (Ha)
I'm smellin' like dank and new money (He)
Talking tough but ain't gon' do nothin' (Uh)
I keep that iron like it's glued to me (That fye)
Play with me, I'ma shoot somethin' (Fa-fa)
A.R.P. got his crew runnin' (Ha)

You ain't gotta run from me, nigga (Don't run)

[Stunna 4 Vegas]
I told a bitch I love her (Huh)
She like, "Don't lie to me, nigga" (Okay)
Yeah, tell me who hot as me, nigga
Won't go back and forth, I'ma fry me a nigga, uh
I'll have Fat Dave smack 'em off GP if I feel like you eyein' me, nigga (Get 'em out of here)
You don't want smoke, you just like to post on IG, you better quit tryin' me, nigga (Pussy)
I walk out a bank with a 20 (K)
And I put them racks on you and your friends (No cap)
These rappers ain't gangstas, they friendly (Huh)
These niggas cap, they just be tryna fit in (Uh)
This shit off the top, no pen (Uh)
I gave lil' bro a Glock, go spin (Go spin)

These rap niggas bitches and pipsqueaks acting like Macho Man (Ha)
You the type nigga scared to run off (Huh)
I'm the type to take your plug off
Or kick in your door then duck off (Uh)
Drop a check on you, you plucked off
Yeah, you strapped but won't let your gun off
Mama mad that gangsta shit rubbed off on me so bad
Porch I been jumped off
I ain't changing my ways, ho, fuck off (Big 4 times)

[DaBaby]
I'm fresh out the bank with blue hunnids (Yeah)
I'm smellin' like dank and new money (He)
Talking tough but ain't gon' do nothin' (Uh uh)
I keep that iron like it's glued to me (That fye)

Play with me, I'ma shoot somethin' (Shoot)
A.R.P. got his crew runnin' (Uh huh)
You ain't gotta run from me, nigga (Ha)
I'm fresh out the bank with blue hunnids (Yeah)
I'm smellin' like dank and new money (He)
Talking tough but ain't gon' do nothin' (Uh uh)
I keep that iron like it's glued to me (That fye)
Play with me, I'ma shoot somethin' (Shoot)
A.R.P. got his crew runnin' (Uh huh)
You ain't gotta run from me, nigga (Ha)

[Fat Dave]
I hopped off the bus with them onions (Gas)
I'm smelling like pounds and a bag of Funyuns (No cap)
I turned nothing to something (Ayy)
Went back to the trap, shit, I got it flooded (Ayy)

I want a Rollie, fuck them gold nuggets
I took my bitch shopping, I told her, "No budget"
I snuck the Glock in my luggage (Damn)
And I bought a 4 and a slushy (Drank)
Get a pound then I break it down, a young nigga came from a hound (Whip it)
I took a trip off the road with them straps, and I never look fucking back (Facts)
State trooper got behind me, almost had a damn heart attack (damn)
Damn, they flipped the whip (Ayy)
10 straps in this trunk, I took a risk
Pyrex bowl just broke my wrist (Whip it)
Empty the clip, I shoot 'til it click (Boom)
Or put the gun down and use my fist (Ayy)
Nasty lil' bitch gon' eat up the dick (Thot)
They copy and watch and steal my drip (Ayy)
But I walked in the club with the pole on my hip

Walked in broad day with this fifth
No Uber, give his face a Lyft

[DaBaby]
I'm fresh out the bank with blue hunnids (Yeah)
I'm smellin' like dank and new money (He)
Talking tough but ain't gon' do nothin' (Uh uh)
I keep that iron like it's glued to me (That fye)
Play with me, I'ma shoot somethin' (Shoot)
A.R.P. got his crew runnin' (Uh huh)
You ain't gotta run from me, nigga (Ha)

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