[Chorus]

I like new-new, Celina, damn she got a throat

She like Gucci, and Maria, that bitch gotta go

I like Pushstarts and Beamers, but damn I need a Rolls'

He rock dirty ass Adidas, you know that nigga broke

I'm on go, I stay with my woes, I move with my zoes

They like to blow, they like totin' poles, they like up [?]

I bet she choke, she got better head, but damn I want 'em both

That nigga 'Mo, he do what he want, he do what you want

[Verse]

We hear he rat, we ain't into that, we get him gone for that

We got packs, bronem smoking loud, gangnem smoking thrax

Where he at? pull up where he stay, and box out where he lack

I got racks, roll him in this wood, and hang him on a plaque

Kick her out, shawty do too much she like to run her mouth

Run 'em down, I suppress the glick, that bitch don't make no sound

Smoking loud, smoke a brand new pack, we smoke 'em by the pound

On the ground, foenem burn his ass if he step out of bounds

I said "What?" "He do what?" "That who?" That shit dont make no sense

Told bro relax, he knew where I'm at, he knew where I been

That boy a hoe, we step on his block but he won't spin again

I'm on ten, I do what I want, I do what I can

[Chorus]

I like new-new, Celina, damn she got a throat

She like Gucci, and Maria, that bitch gotta go

I like Pushstarts and Beamers, but damn I need a Rolls'

He rock dirty ass Adidas, you know that nigga broke

I'm on go, I stay with my woes, I move with my zoes

They like to blow, they like totin' poles, they like up [?]

I bet she choke, she got better head, but damn I want 'em both

That nigga 'Mo, he do what he want, he do what you want

[Verse 2]

Bitch let's go, I like counting money, I like counting dope

In the store, niggas peelin' in, niggas sellin' dope

What you want, she like fast cars, she like fancy clothes

She do Instagram, and OnlyFans, you know that bitch a hoe

She do [?], got hella bands, thats money 'cross the floor

If you shooting, miss his head, then yo' ass gon' need a scope

Just make sure that nigga dead, shoot him when he on the floor

Tuck that gun inside your pants, then peel out before they know

On the low, said he keep a vest? hit him in his throat

Gon' hit and roll, you gon breathe it in, then exhale that shit slow

They put twenty on his head, then put twenty on his bro

I put twenty on my watch, just to show them how it go, yeah they know

[Chorus]

I like new-new, Celina, damn she got a throat

She like Gucci, and Maria, that bitch gotta go

I like Pushstarts and Beamers, but damn I need a Rolls'

He rock dirty ass Adidas, you know that nigga broke

I'm on go, I stay with my woes, I move with my zoes

They like to blow, they like totin' poles, they like up [?]

I bet she choke, she got better head, but damn I want 'em both

That nigga 'Mo, he do what he want, he do what you want