New New - Intellectual

[Intro: limpno0dlebayb3 & BAAN$HEE]

Breathe out, and

Breathe out, and (I put my heart on my yuh)

Breathe out, and (I put my heart on my sleeve yuh)

Breathe out, and

[Bridge: BAAN$HEE]

If I hit your phone up, bitch you better give me answers

If I catch you lying, you’re gone, I came to my senses

If I hit your phone up, bitch you better give me answers

If I catch you lying, you’re gone, I came to my-

[Bridge 2: BAAN$HEE]

I put my heart on my sleeve, I had a feeling you’d leave

I was just acting naive, all of your lies I believed

All of the nights that we talked, bitch I had no time to grieve (If I hit your phone up, bitch you-bitch you)

Now you’re just a memory, now you’re just a memory (If I hit your phone up, bitch you-bitch you)

[Verse 1: BAAN$SHEE]

Yeah, bitch I learned this shit the hard way

I can’t trust no bitches, had to love myself like Kanye

I don’t need no setbacks, need nobody, do shit my way

Got no expectations, fuck relations, it’s just gunplay

It was just my momma and I, we had to flee the city

Moved out the fucking country, she made some extra money

Only she showed me good love, ain’t seeing that from you now

You tell me that you love me, I don’t see it, reap what you sow

[Verse 2: JS PUNCH]

Every song a world you steppin' in I make-make you readjust

Future sounds, upload it to yo skull with a head butt

Everyday I'm lyin' all the time so no I don't, no I don't trust

Automatic rounds comin' at yo fuckin head, watch yo head bust

Heart on my sleeve make a new beat

Here on a song with a banshee

Hittin up everyone lately

Gettin some singing from bayb3e

'Spose to be workin' with Quaydee

But he didn't finish

I need to know where to set all my limits yeah

I gotta learn how to handle my business

[Chorus: limpno0dlebayb3e]

All I want is that new new

To keep me from feelin' blue

Seein yall live it up gets too

Hard to think bout what little I do

All I want is that new new

To keep me from feelin' blue

Seein yall live it up gets too

Hard to think bout what little I do

[Verse 3: BAAN$HEE]

Wonder why we couldn’t be, gave you my heart don’t you see?

I do not care ‘bout your ex, I just want your Ecstacy

I wake up with my regrets, channel my pain into sets

Putting my soul into songs, motherfucker I cannot rest

[Bridge: JS PUNCH & BAAN$HEE]

Bangin out a beat before I sleep became a routine

I invented music everything I make a new thing

All of the nights that we talked, bitch I had no time to grieve

Now you’re just a memory, now you’re just a memor-

[Bridge: JS PUNCH]

Hop Out Kid, but it ain’t

But it ain’t

I’m talkin', new expenses new romance

I’m talkin', all my friends my OnlyFans

I’m talkin', eyes got bags don't got no bands

But if I get some new new imma be alright

[Verse 4: JS PUNCH]

Turn it up, 'fore-it bring me down

Send it up 'fore I leave this town

Everybody left no one around

Can't look down if shits too loud

Shit like I dunno how to act

When you’re gone I'm feelin' ass

Never had shit before our laughs

Never had shit Like in my past

But I'm behind I need that new new

I need that new new

Need that new new

And I've never had so that's extra alone

Everyone else tried it, everyone, I know

[Outro: JS PUNCH]

Hop Out Kid, but it ain’t

But it ain’t