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[intro: a$ap rocky]
you know these big mouth n+ggas don’t know how to act. i got my west coast connection. these dead in the street industry mothaf+ckas talking ’bout “we can’t eat,” talking ’bout “we brand new guys,” tell them n+ggas “suck a d+ck!”

[verse 1: a$ap rocky]
i’m camo down to my boxers, gold t++th, a bathing ape
it’s animals in my projects like monkeys, orangutans
banana clip on that chopper, i hold heat, bangers bang
(let chiquita speak) bet it keep the peace that lil b, brrangadang
i don’t care if you blue or you red flagging, hair swinging, my pants sagging
hoes all on my bandwagon, your b+tch gagging, she jet lagging
all my cuz n+ggas, what’s cracking? all my blood n+ggas, what’s popping?
i ain’t set tripping, i just happen to know who cl!ck+clacking, you mismatching
f+ck swag and you been jacking, f+ck fly, i am fashion
tryna cop that benz wagon, my b+tch drive it and my friends crash it
n+ggas threat with the chit+chatting, see a n+gga don’t sh+t happen
i’m finna blow on that bin laden, so talk money, pig latin
(suck my f+ckin’ d+ck, b+tch!)

[chorus: a$ap rocky]
brand new clip, brand new nine
brand new b+tch, brand new ride
brand new weed, brand new high
brand new me, meet the brand new guys
brand new clip, brand new nine
brand new b+tch, brand new ride
brand new weed, brand new high
brand new me, meet the brand new guys
[verse 2: schoolboy q]
345 be the big toy, now which n+gga want it with the fat boy?
clipped+up like i’m paranoid, high as h+ll n+gga, fitzroy
pull it off through the city like “errt”
seen that ho n+gga like “errrr,” hopped up on a n+gga like murk
put that p+ssy n+gga in a purse
you wouldn’t be the first, cover him with dirt
put him in the ground, he was down to earth
napped up n+gga, i been down since birth
backpack full of random work
with two bad hoes, i’ll teach you how to jerk
teach you how to jerk, swaggin’ in my js
pop me a pill and throw that p+ssy a rave
my prerogative ways
nappy chin hairs with the brand new fade
brand new n+gga with the brand new venue
sold that b+tch out shoulda made that ho bigger
k!lling careers make these cupcakes remember
my objective is to serve your agenda
biggie and nas put they ass in a blender
sprinkle some 50 and came out this n+gga
equipped with a gat and the d+ck in your mouth
b+lls in my hands and your b+tch in my house
twisting up weed, i’m digging her out
just filling her out
do all that sh+t you be talking about
while you gone? sh+t, netflix on your couch
what this popcorn about?
microwave oven while you out there cuffin’
you over there lovin’
that b+tch be my stuffing, like, like we really be f+cking
[chorus: a$ap rocky]
brand new clip, brand new nine
brand new b+tch, brand new ride
brand new weed, brand new high
brand new me, meet the brand new guys
brand new clip, brand new nine
brand new b+tch, brand new ride
brand new weed, brand new high
brand new me, meet the brand new guys

[verse 3: schoolboy q & asap rocky]
brand new shirt to the brand new drawers
brand new socks to the brand new glock
this mothaf+cka hold 15, slap that ho in, tell the clip get lost
b+tch, i’m a boss, pulled up clean, don’t you hear the exhaust
got my tie on, gripping on my iron, who i’m ’bout to fire on?
rap game f+cked up, boy, f+ck you think i rap for?
crack game f+cked up, boy, f+ck you think i trap for?
riding ’round with that mask on, like a mac attack when that strap on
like a shaq attack on that backboard, clap on, clap off
blue pit in my back yard,red nose my bad broad
titan full of that hydro, pretty n+gga, no catwalk
big burner in your big mouth, p+ssy n+ggas suck lead off
i pull it up then skirt off, vodka shots, he smeared off
40 ounce of that cristal, rose, that rick ross
got it jumping like kriss kross, mismatching, no jigsaw
no horseplay when we quick draw, p+ssy n+gga get a tit job
hands up, stick your mans up, your time’s up, the new brand’s up, q!



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