JAYJ, Haze (Producer) - Brand New lyrics
[JAYJ, Haze Producer - Brand New lyrics]
Haze got the fucking sauce
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah
And I threw so money dollars
In the wishing well
Now, I keep a couple baddies
I don't kiss and tell
Now the pack coming in like I deliver mail
Yeah, I could really show you how to live
For real
And I know way more than I probablyshould
Yeah I risk it all, so my Mama's good
And these fuckers over here
They got me misunderstood
They could never comprehend just
What this shit took
They ain't really 'bout it
They just playing the part
Had a really bad feeling they
Was fake from the start
Yeah, I fell in love with money
It ain't breakin my heart
You ain't never gonna shine if
You afraid of the dark
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah
And I threw so money dollars
In the wishing well
Now, I keep a couple baddies
I don't kiss and tell
Now the pack coming in like I deliver mail
Yeah, I could really show you how to live
For real
And I know way more than I probablyshould
Yeah I risk it all, so my Mama's good
And these fuckers over here
They got me misunderstood
They could never comprehend just
What this shit took
They ain't really 'bout it
They just playing the part
Had a really bad feeling they
Was fake from the start
Yeah, I fell in love with money
It ain't breakin my heart
You ain't never gonna shine if
You afraid of the dark
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada
BB Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler
But I'll still give you hell
Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt
Yeah