New Greece Video (MV)

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
New crib, new whip, new bitch, new grip
Stuck to my hip, same click, L-O-A shit
Can't switch, won't hear no hiss
Runnin, I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, I'm chasin' a bag
Runnin, I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, still comin' in last
Got a new boo, hotter than soup
Had me the coupe, blacker than soot
It ain't blocboy, when my niggas go shoot
Say they got gas then it's probably a poot
You made by Ziploc, I'm seein' straight through
It ain't no biggie, just give me the loot
Heard they need to regroup, I just need a masseuse
And I'm smokin' the groot, smoke the tree to the root
You the root of the problem, a square and I knew
Up a 38, Jordan with the flu
New X1, like a bowl of some stew
69 God, she lovin' the crew
F*ck a nine to five, I'm cuttin' it loose
Said I'm one of one, I'm showin' the proof
Too much motion, 100% juice
You be jokin, 20% truth
New crib, new whip, new bitch, new grip
Stuck to my hip, same click, L-O-A shit
Can't switch, won't hear no hiss
Runnin, I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, I'm chasin' a bag
Runnin, I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, still comin' in last
New crib, new whip, new bitch, new grip
Stuck to my hip, same click, L-O-A shit
Can't switch, won't hear no hiss
Runnin, I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, I'm chasin' a bag
Runnin, I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, still comin' in last
Light up the blizzy, get high till I'm silly
You can't convo with me, I'm chasin' a milli
Schedule busy, I'm still in' her kitty
My nuts in her mouth like she eatin' Skippy
Long bread like I'm eatin' a Philly
On a roll like I threw on some Heelys
Heart, cold, walk in rooms, it get chilly
Can't stop till that Bimmer a Bentley
Kiss the ring or hit the door
Sonning' these niggas like Piccolo
Ball on these niggas, no pick and roll
She like, my smile better get your hoe
She look' at me like a miracle
Might just spin back like a merry-go
I'm in her pipes like I'm Mario
She like, ooh, kill him, lil terio
New crib, new whip, new bitch, new grip
Stuck to my hip, same clique L-O-A shit
Can't switch, won't hear no hiss
Runnin' I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, I'm chasin' a bag
Runnin' I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, still comin' in last
New crib, new whip, new bitch, new grip
Stuck to my hip, same clique L-O-A shit
Can't switch, won't hear no hiss
Runnin' I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, I'm chasin' a bag
Runnin' I'm hustlin, get to the cash
They think we racin, still comin' in last
Smokin' a big blunt, this shit got me too gone
Shawty in my face, I tell her to move on
Had this bread so long, it's turnin' to croutons
Saw yah bitch bet she gon' fold like a futon
Uh Cut that bitch off like a coupon
Uh Don't Walk in my crib with shoes on
Uh Big body just like the Yukon
Cold like Sub-Zero, you more like Will Ferrell
You ain't getn no bread, how you gon' be a hero
Stuck in the field, boy, you should be a scarecrow
Pullin yo card it get spooky like Tarot
Cop me a Bimmer, same color as Sparrows
We pullin' strings, better watch for the arrows
Roll up the blunt, got it full like a barrel
Shit got me high but I'm flat like a shadow
And I'm right back on my shit
Ride with two sticks like I'm playin' the switch
Lijah and Andre, we makin' the hits
Y'all ain't invited, ain't makin' the list
Rock, paper, scissors, I throw up the fist
All of the paper is stuck by the hip
Scissors get cut off, you givin' the lip