CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : New Me
Yeah
Aight look
They want that old rino, but this the new me
What you talkin' bout', yeah, that b*t*h don't know me (You slayed this one)
I don't f**k with bro, I put my self on
I'm tired of all these b*t*hes blowin' up my cell phone, yeah
You broke as f**k with all this money out here what you waitin' on
I ain't finna kick it with her she gon suck my d**k and be gone
They gon keep speakin' on me till some bodies drop
I'm a real drank baby mix the Tris with Wock
I'm a god in this sh*t nobody takin' my spot
That boy got set up put his trust into that thot
I love opiates them percs keep me up
That boy lackin' off that drank got his ass stuck
Crush a 30 up and snort that b*t*h up
I'm a real dog you just a lil ass pup
b*t*h got me p*ssed off 'cause you just spilt my cup
I'm from Louisiana b*t*h I don't give no f**ks
Pour the Akorn in the mother f**kin' peach crush
Hop in that Trackhawk b*t*h you know I'm in a f**kin' rush, gone
Get that money all day you know it's a must
I ain't got time to play with you b*t*h you gon f**k me or what?
She get drunk as f**k off that Henny and turn into a sl*t
Ion trust none of these b*t*hes Imma go with my gut, yeah
50 round drum on the mother f**kin' 9
I'm with Jozizzy yea you know that boy my slime
I don't f**k with none of these hoes these b*t*hes wastin' my time, go
She said she hate me cause I'm always dry
I doubt you could find the next me but you can try
I'll nut in that hoe and tell that b*t*h 'bye'
Aight look
They want that old rino, but this the new me
What you talkin' bout', yeah, that b*t*h don't know me (You slayed this one)
I don't f**k with bro, I put my self on
I'm tired of all these b*t*hes blowin' up my cell phone, yeah
You broke as f**k with all this money out here what you waitin' on
I ain't finna kick it with her she gon suck my d**k and be gone
They gon keep speakin' on me till some bodies drop
I'm a real drank baby mix the Tris with Wock
I'm a god in this sh*t nobody takin' my spot
That boy got set up put his trust into that thot
I love opiates them percs keep me up
That boy lackin' off that drank got his ass stuck
Crush a 30 up and snort that b*t*h up
I'm a real dog you just a lil ass pup
b*t*h got me p*ssed off 'cause you just spilt my cup
I'm from Louisiana b*t*h I don't give no f**ks
Pour the Akorn in the mother f**kin' peach crush
Hop in that Trackhawk b*t*h you know I'm in a f**kin' rush, gone
Get that money all day you know it's a must
I ain't got time to play with you b*t*h you gon f**k me or what?
She get drunk as f**k off that Henny and turn into a sl*t
Ion trust none of these b*t*hes Imma go with my gut, yeah
50 round drum on the mother f**kin' 9
I'm with Jozizzy yea you know that boy my slime
I don't f**k with none of these hoes these b*t*hes wastin' my time, go
She said she hate me cause I'm always dry
I doubt you could find the next me but you can try
I'll nut in that hoe and tell that b*t*h 'bye'
