Goosce & the Qymists - Nun New (feat. Lil Keemo Reko) Lyrics

Hotbox in the whip
Guarantee you can't see in this bih
Talking that shit like you gassing up nigga
Come to my side and I'll gas you up nigga
Brady, I gotta go make me a play
Pull up while bumping that Kush and OJ
Smoke me a blunt while I'm rolling up two
Neighborhood florist, this ain't nun new
Niggas be hating, they bitches be choosing
So I got the juice but that ain't nun new
Heat on my hip but that ain't nun new
I pull it, I bust it, that's just what it do
Pull up in a foreign, that ain't nun new
I got higher chances of taking yo boo
Niggas be snitching, that ain't nun new
You would do better if only you knew
Had to switch up but it ain't nothing new
Young nigga ball like I got some recruits
Never been a fan of what niggas do
Solo dolo, that's just how I'ma move
I stay switching lanes just to change the groove
Get a nigga tied up like tennis shoes
Keep the sauce, plus a young nigga got stew
Yo look thirsty, drunk me like Mountain Dew
Pull up in this bitch in some Hilfiger
I don't say it, they know I'ma real nigga
Take that dirty money, I'ma bathe it
Now that shit squeaky clean with a lil interest
The prices so low and they love it
They put that shit all in they budget
Yo bih say she tryna come kick it
My nigga, but I never punt it
Nope
Came from the bottom like I lived in the basement
Why I'm sitting round waiting
A young fella, I ain't got time for no patience
Low-key, I'm laid backed lower the Matrix
You a opp, ain't no need for no conversation
Quick to change it up, gotta change the location
Plugged in, you'll think a young nigga a Mason
Only real niggas round me in my rotation
Yeah
Money the motive, I gotta go get it
These niggas ain't moving, they stuck on they pivot
Matinee nigga, I got the cheap ticket
These niggas just talking, they rap it, I live it
My young nigga just came and picked up a O
I am just praying my neighbors don't know
Getting this money, that's word to big bro
Count up a stack while I f*ck on yo hoe
Hotbox in the whip
Guarantee you can't see in this bih
Talking that shit like you gassing up nigga
Come to my side and I'll gas you up nigga
Brady, I gotta go make me a play
Pull up while bumping that Kush and OJ
Smoke me a blunt while I'm rolling up two
Neighborhood florist, this ain't nun new
Niggas be hating, they bitches be choosing
So I got the juice but that ain't nun new
Heat on my hip but that ain't nun new
I pull it, I bust it, that's just what it do
Pull up in a foreign, that ain't nun new
I got higher chances of taking yo boo
Niggas be snitching, that ain't nun new
You would do better if only you knew
Polo head-to-toe
Flexing on yo hoe
Like a pizza, a young nigga need the dough
On that gasoline, it make a nigga float
Knock these niggas' hoes down just like dominoes
Nigga try me, that 44 right at yo nose
And I am who I am, I ain't gotta pose
Ain't nothing new, we been cold like Eskimo
Hang with niggas I know that won't ever fold
Hello, it's ya neighborhood weedman
Money on my mind like a headband
Try and run off with the pack, you a dead man
30 Stay in my right hand, look like MegaMan
But nah dawg, that ain't nothing new
Crossing up niggas, stepping over, Ty Lue
Chiefing on a blunt while I'm rolling up two
Gonna hurtcha self tryna do what I do
Niggas that I came up with
Still on the same shit
Still think they the shit
Tryna f*ck the same bitch
But I gotta whole new swag
Gotta whole new bag
Not to mention, gotta whole new bitch
5% tint on the Mercedes Benz
Call that bih Ray Charles, can't look in for shit
And I can give a damn what a bitch gotta say about me
And that there, ain't nun new bitch