Rich Homie Quan — Brand New

[Intro] Aye Meek! They don't know about all that new shit You feel me? They don't know about the new car They don't know about the new spot They don't know it They don't know the half [Chorus] New whip, new rear, cut my old bitch off Got Brand new everything New shit, new gun, New plug on the lean Got Brand new medicine New spot, new drop, new watch, new Glock Shooting at fuck niggas who irrelevant New shirt, new hat, new jacket Can't forget about the Brand New leather pants Brand new, that hoe I'm fucking, brand new Them new blue hummer, brand new Foreign Car bought from Russia, brand new That bitch you cuffin' brand new That money I'm stuffin' brand new This pistol I'm tucking, brand new Brand new Brand New Brand New Brand New Brand New Brand New [Verse 1] These lame niggas flexin' Talking 'bout that car you riding in, brand new nigga Who you think you testing? (Not Me) I ain't never been a killer I'll damn sho' shoot a nigga Listen up I gotta question: Why these young niggas talk shit through a message? Is it cause I'm rich? Why you hating on my blessing? Probably cause yo bitch on me, got you stressing Nigga, face it, Nigga you basic Nigga broke ass nigga Can't afford brand new Fake ass nigga can't stand by you We can fight lil nigga Show you what these hands do I got 4 or 5 nigga hanging out the van shootin' 4 or 5 bitches best believe they came through Managed to the money, Go to Onyx on Tuesday It's a lot of niggas, add 'em up It'll be a new movie Model bitch I'm fucking, brand new A lot of clothes, and the cars are brand new A 100 bands, two days, ran through Ran off on ya ass, I ain't have to pay you All the bands in the van, choppas in the back Got the Glock in my hand, and I got another 105 in the stash I'm talkin' 'bout 500 cash, 200 on the dash Can't forget about you [Chorus] [Verse 2] Brand New money Brand New Prada Brand New diamond, looking like water A nigga got a baby on the way I'm finna be a brand new father (I'm finna be a dad) Brand new mac, Brand new Rari' Brand new spreef, Polo boxers May know me, I don't know about you 2 condo's, and 3 houses (I got three niggas) Brand new bitch, Brand new fit I'm at the mall 'bout to buy some brand new kicks Spend it on your broad Buy nothin' but brand new shit (aye) Got brand new money Old money stashed in the basement Fuck nigga must be a mute When I ask a question pussy nigga never ever say shit Got locked up with a brand new nigga, he gon' cooperate Then write a statement, If I ain't want to go to school I'll place it EVerything that I do gotta make sense I gotta pool in the back with a gate fence I remember when I noticed I had late rent I remember I ain't have shit And I got that hater mad at me cause I pulled up [Chorus] [Outro] Ya'll niggas got life fucked up man You feel me? Ain't nan nigga round me brand new They been fucking with me I'm tryna fuck that hoe! Understand me? Understand me? Understand me? I told you Rich Homie Baby Rich Homie Baby Rich Homie Baby Brand New, Brand New Everything I got on brand new Everything I got on brand new Fuck that hoe 3 times Then I gotta find some brand new Heard what he said?