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letra de new drip - bknott

new chain
new fit
new drip
same gang
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new b-tch
new chain
new fit
new drip
same gang
new wrist
new b-tch

never had to prove that i need minutes
player turned to coach, i’m derek fisher
almost caught a charge but i didn’t
white b-tch on my arm, like brooklinen
pull up on a nikka like klay
i go hard no brakes
and i’m well connected like the interstates
throw the hands like tekken if you feel a way
phases with my women like they condiments
always in good faith like i was protestant
problems with commitment since my momma left
this my callin’
money all in
if it ain’t up to me
i don’t want it
if we ain’t talkin green
you could pause it
my nikkas from the streets
we don’t gossip
end up in the dirt
or a dog pen
so i shoot my shot
like the rockets

new chain
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new chain
new fit
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i remember them days as a sperm
chasing that egg and getting that omlet
i thought i had i died
i hid in a tomb
i had a rebirth
like a cocoon ugh
but i was stuck in a womb
at first it was cool
then i get i got big
i needed more room
hatching out
lashing out
28 large amounts ugh
i sh-t on the world and lower my pants
i’m washing my hands in the all of the oceans
i follow the notions
with gas from the stars
i use as some lotion
i’m stuck in the jungle
my life is jumanji
i’m jumping no bungie
i’m cutting the cord
a piece of my mind you can never afford
i’m buying a bentley not buying a ford

new chain
new fit
new drip
same gang
new wrist
new b-tch
new chain
new fit
new drip
same gang
new wrist
new b-tch

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