21 Savage, Calvin Harris - New Money lyrics
21 Savage [Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph] Plaistow, London, U.K/Atlanta, GA, U.S. 🇬🇧 🇺🇸
[21 Savage, Calvin Harris - New Money lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on me, check (21) , Hermes, check
Louis V', check, yeah, Fendi cost a check
(Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck
(Yeah) , make your bitch wet (Yeah)
Treat me like a king
(Yeah) , no disrespect (21)
Show you how to ball
(Ball) , meet me at the mall (Mall)
She said, "Why you hard?" Bitch, I'm a dog
(Roof)
Went and bought a 'Rari
(21) , left the shit parked (Parked)
I ain't with the Twitter shit
I let it spark
(Fah)
Gucci garments, kush smell like armpit's
You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit
Sippin' Hi Tec and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
You went bought a plane ticket
But I chartered it
Tryna hit yo' main thing, let me borrow it
Sippin' Hi Tec and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
Ridin' in a coupe
(21) , tryna find a route (21)
Draco in the seat make ya chicken noodle soup
(Yeah)
Jumped off the stoop, never wore a suit (21)
Rap niggas come around Savage, get screwed
(On God)
Fuck my best partner
Make that bitch drop him
(On God)
Never sold drugs, nigga, I'm a robber (Yeah)
Lil' bitch bother, hit dawg, holler
Hit my first lick
Went and bought a Marni collar
(On God)
Gucci garments, kush smell like armpit's
You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit
Sippin' Hi Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
You went bought a plane ticket
But I chartered it
Tryna hit yo' main thing, let me borrow it
Sippin' Hi Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
Gucci garments, kush smell like armpit's
You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit
Sippin' Hi Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet
You went bought a plane ticket
But I chartered it
Tryna hit yo' main thing
Sippin' Hi Tech and I got high tech
I got new money, it ain't even out yet