Letra Brand new Bino Rideaux

Brand new

After I, run up that bag I’m through
In these streets don’t love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what’s me plus you
Chop the roof and the seat fit two
I Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil baby she too boujee, brand new

My lil baby she too boujee, brand new
(Brand new)

Young nigga jumped out the porch, I had to grow up
From the bottom this type of nigga that shit mold us
Swear to god I love my dogs, can’t control em
If it get dirty around my name, would you hoe up?
Would you still be there, if I never had my dough up?
If I would seek visitation, would you show up?
If they gon make it, I’m on trial count some mo’ up
You can bet you we gon come get it, if you owe us
After I, run up that bag imma change
Fucc this rap shit, cause I get bags other ways
If you call me then imma smash on the way
Bust it on me, I beat your bacc outta place
I’m deep, but I done had other days
Fucc wit me you need to try other things
Cause we the one we the five and we the wave
Count that money, let it pile in the safe

After I, run up that bag I’m through
In these streets don’t love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what’s me plus you
Chop the roof and the seat fit two
Be a broke nigga no can do
My lil baby she too boujee, brand new

If yo’ nigga get up and go getter
Want some of your plate, but i brought you the whole dinner
I been heating up in the summer for cold winters
Got me to yourself, daddy please you be so bitter
Yea, Want me to stay home sorry the wrong nigga
You like to say i miss it, I’m making ya bones shiver
I be hella bold, I’m touchin’ the soul in ya
Gotta get back on the road, I can’t be alone wit ya
But after I, run up that bag imma change
Sunny days, but can you stand in the rain
I ain't askin’ you to blast on the bae
I need good sex, it feel like cash in the bank
You say I never get enough, I know
Gotta stuff it up until it bust, I won’t
You know I’m bout a bag, don’t play the tough guy role
You blowin’ up my line, don’t cross that line tho

After I, run up that bag I’m through
In these streets don’t love me like you
Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil baby she too boujee, brand new
I just wanna know what’s me plus you
Chop the roof and the seat fit two
I Be a broke nigga, no can do
My lil baby she too boujee, brand new