Wayve - New Bag Lyrics

The money gon call ima answer
The chopper to you to a dancer
Goofy nigga stay talking that f*ck shit
He dont want the smoke want the cancer
Them niggas changed up who I trusted
Two faced two color like panda
Get rich thats the end of discussion
Im grinding till I get them bandz up
She gimme good brain she got all As
They money be calling me all day
I dont give af what a thot say
My engine it sound like a Harley
Got these niggas salty
They hating they girl try to call me
They playing my song in the party
They faking they could could stop me
My niggas they riding like RV
My brothers be sliding like army
The hating know they try to copy
They see how they shorties be stalking
They really be talking they shit
See how we pullup we sparking and shi
The money I walk w a limp
And you know that I'm going up like a blimp
Swear I wont stop til My mom in a a mansion and all of my fans going crazy
When I reach the top and skrt in a phantom I promise the money wont change me
Its funny how you niggas switched up you broke and yall still try to blame me
Im in LA in mercedez, I turnup the stu going crazy

New bag ima flex up
Got new drip in the dresser
Ya new whip in a Tesla
Ya new chick finna text her
New bag ima flex up
Got new drip in the dresser
Ya new whip in a Tesla
Ya new chick finna text her
When I get famous watch for the snakes niggas be plotting
If it get dangerous callup my brother he shooting like Harden
Y'all be on the same stuff got me a bag and I be on some boss shit
Pullup in a range truck I gotta ball I don't got no option
New bag ima flex up
Got new drip in the dresser
Ya new whip in a Tesla
Ya new chick finna text her
New bag ima flex up
Got new drip in the dresser
Ya new whip in a Tesla
Ya new chick finna text her