NEW WORLD ORDER - Intellectual

First Class Bee (Featuring Rockie Fresh)- New World Order

Intro:

Fallin In Line

Really I ain’t gotta

I’m on the Grind

Fuck’em 2 at a time

Chorus:

I’m on the grind

I gotta get to this money I take it a day at a time

They fallin in line

Really I ain’t gotta force it I sir in the back and recline

Two at a time

Both of these bitches some dubs both these bitches some dimes

Brand new ride

And they wanna hop inside I know they wanna hop inside

I ain’t never lied

Put it on my gang, put it on my squad

We just go hard

I gotta thank God, my left wrist is walkin on water

Turn a loss

Stunt with the team and put Louis V on my daughter

Screaming N W O

Really it’s New World Order

Rockie Verse:

I done been broke before, I ain’t tryin to go back no more

I done seen the funds get low, couldn’t even hit the corner store

Pulling backwoods out the bag like my niggas smoke gas

My niggas started with no bread now it’s time to toast

You know we grew up in them environments where they do the most

We treat the enemy like family gotta keep em close

You know I started as worker now I’m CEO

My niggas supposed to go undrafted but we goin pro

I told my bitch to keep it player I’mma be the coach

You know that wrist be Presidential but I don’t need your votes

I’m in that White House where white bitches and they doing blow

I get the top and I go missing bitch I’m going gold

Chorus:

I’m on the grind

I gotta get to this money I take it a day at a time

They fallin in line

Really I ain’t gotta force it I sit in the back and recline

Two at a time

Both of these bitches some dubs both these bitches some dimes

Brand new ride

And they wanna hop inside I know they wanna hop inside

I ain’t never lied

Put it on my gang, put it on my squad

We just go hard

I gotta thank God, my left wrist is walkin on water

Turn a loss

Stunt with the team and put Louis V on my daughter

Screaming N W O

Really it’s New World Order

First Class Bee:

Look

They say they want that cool shit

Givenchy swimwear by the pool shit

How to ball we got the blueprint

I’m the New Mexican frank Lucas

Balmains with bands in em

Black truck with the straps in em

Black cards in our back pockets

Guarantee that yo bitch watching

(Like damn)

I’m sitting in a rolls with a cup of rose

2 racks on my denim for sum fucking clothes

Your tax bracket low we don’t Fuck with those

Treat your bitch like a Lyft she just come and go

Big smiles like money Mitch

Hulk hogan new world order

Bill gates that dummy rich

Run it back like Clinton Portis

No six nine don’t do telling

Big money like three sevens

Straight gas no unleaded

Firstclass that’s authentic

Chorus:

I’m on the grind

I gotta get to this money I take it a day at a time

They fallin in line

Really I ain’t gotta force it I sit in the back and recline

Two at a time

Both of these bitches some dubs both these bitches some dimes

Brand new ride

And they wanna hop inside I know they wanna hop inside

I ain’t never lied

Put it on my gang, put it on my squad

We just go hard

I gotta thank God, my left wrist is walkin on water

Turn a loss

Stunt with the team and put Louis V on my daughter

Screaming N W O

Really it’s New World Order