Correction Lyrics Brand New by 88GLAM

Featuring(s) : Yxng Bane

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Brand new chain, brand new watch
Fifty pointers in my link, got the game on lock (Bling)
Got the wedding band, filled it with wedding rocks (Wedding rocks)
Ain't gon' fell in love, but love it when the sun is out (Let it hit)
It's always a flex, hit or miss
I just threw baguettes in her face
Took a private jet out of space
Look you dead in your gaze, just to text you and say

Told the mandem it's a TO ting, I'll tell you fuck the hype
Had my back, but when I fuck her, Bane, he breaks her spine
Racin', so they off in Off-White, I rock the clothe line
I get through my jeweller, too much ice can't tell the time
You ain't gang or gangster, get from 'round here
My teachers caught a buzz, these diamonds are like lightyears
She says she doesn't like me, I'm just, I move too cray
In some different drip, you basics probably call weird, yeah
Smokin' so much reef, my mouth exhausted, yeah
She just want some lean and some good dick, yeah
Give you what you need, make you cum quick, yeah
I think you police, how you cuff that bitch
Said we ain't drivin' nowhere so drive a man
That's a brand new bridge, no way I'm crossin' that
You don't love the boy, you love that I'm the man
Ain't your last, I'll take you high, you'll never land

Brand new chain, brand new watch
Fifty pointers in my link, got the game on lock (Bling)
Got the wedding band, filled it with wedding rocks (Wedding rocks)
Ain't gon' fell in love, but love it when the sun is out (Let it hit)
It's always a flex, hit or miss
I just threw baguettes in her face
Took a private jet out of space
Look you dead in your gaze, just to text you and say

I dropped two ounces, then I bought two (Yeah)
Now I'm paid to show up, what's the price to walk through? (What it cost)
It's the same ones used to tell me that "I got you" (Brr)
The list goes on, that's just another I don't talk to (Speak no Anglais)
Chanel on her body, she no Levi (Yeah)
Run a race for the cash, I'm the one to cheat on (Yeah)
Patty cake, way she sniff the blow I did the key on
Rockstar, bought her heels, logo in the neon

On these two Cs, that's two Gs
When my chain swing, it's gon' leave a cool breeze
You call her your main thing, could've fooled me
All you lames gotta stay in pocket jewelleries
Respond by a text on your main
She climax, we havin' sex on a plane
That shit look like T-Rex when I switch lanes
Ain't a stain on my name, candy paint when I grip grain

Brand new chain, brand new watch
Fifty pointers in my link, got the game on lock (Bling)
Got the wedding band, filled it with wedding rocks (Wedding rocks)
Ain't gon' fell in love, but love it when the sun is out (Let it hit)
It's always a flex, hit or miss
I just threw baguettes in her face
Took a private jet out of space
Look you dead in your gaze, just to text you and say

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