Brand New Guy lyrics

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
You know us big mouth Harlem n*ggas don't know how to act
I got my West Coast connection
These dead in the street industry mothaf*ckas
Talkin' 'bout we can't eat, talking 'bout we brand new guys
Tell them n*ggas "Suck a di*k!"

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
I'm camo'd down to my boxers, gold teeth, a Bathing Ape
It's animals in my projects, like monkeys, orangutans
Banana clip on that chopper, I hold heat, bangers bang
(Let Chiquita speak) Bet it keep the peace, that Lil B, brrangadang
I don't care if you blue or you red flagging
Hair swinging, my pants sagging
Hoes all on my bandwagon, your b*tch gagging, she jet lagging
All my cuz n*ggas, what's cracking?
All my blood n*ggas, what's popping?
I ain't set tripping, I just happen
To know who click-clacking, you mismatching
f*ck swagging, you been jacking, f*ck fly, I am fashion
Tryna cop that Benz wagon, my b*tch drive it, my friends crash it
n*ggas threat with the chit-chatting, see a n*gga don't sh*t happen
I'm finna blow on that Bin Laden, so talk money, pig latin
(Suck my f*ckin' di*k, b*tch!)

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Brand new clip, brand new nine (b*tch)
Brand new b*tch, brand new ride (b*tch)
Brand new weed, brand new high (Woo)
Brand new me, meet the brand new guys (b*tch)
Brand new clip, brand new nine (Woo)
Brand new b*tch, brand new ride (b*tch)
Brand new weed, brand new high (Woo)
Brand new me, meet the brand new guys (b*tch)
[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q]
.345 be the big toy, now which n*gga want it with the fat boy?
Uh, clipped-up like I'm paranoid, high as hell n*gga, Fitzroy
Pull it off through the city like "errt"
Seen that ho n*gga like "errr," hopped up on a n*gga like murk
Put that pus*y n*gga in a purse
He wouldn't be the first, cover him with dirt (Yeah, uh, sh*t)
Put him in the ground, he was down to Earth
A napped up n*gga, I been down since birth
Backpack full of random work
With two bad hoes, I'll teach you how to j*rk
(Teach you how to j*rk?) Swaggin' in my Js
Pop me a pill and throw that pus*y a rave (pus*y a rave)
My prerogative ways
Nappy chin hairs with the brand new fade (Yeah)
Brand new n*gga with the brand new venue
Sold that b*tch out, shoulda made that ho bigger
Killing careers make these cupcakes remember
My objective is to serve your agenda
Biggie and Nas put they ass in a blender
Sprinkle some 50 and came out this n*gga
Equipped with a gat and a di*k in your mouth
Balls in my hands and your b*tch in my house
Twisting up weed, I'm digging her out
Just filling her out
Do all that sh*t you be talking about
While you gone? sh*t, Netflix on your couch
What this popcorn about?
Microwave oven while you out there cuffin'
You over there lovin'
That b*tch be my stuffing, like, like we really be f*cking
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Brand new clip, brand new nine (b*tch)
Brand new b*tch, brand new ride (b*tch)
Brand new weed, brand new high (Woo)
Brand new me, meet the brand new guys (b*tch)
Brand new clip, brand new nine (Woo)
Brand new b*tch, brand new ride (b*tch)
Brand new weed, brand new high (Woo)
Brand new me, meet the brand new guys (b*tch)

[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q & A$AP Rocky]
Brand new shirt to the brand new drawers
Brand new socks to the brand new Glock
This mothaf*cka hold 15, slap that ho in, tell the clip get lost
b*tch, I'm a boss, pulled up clean, don't you hear the exhaust?
Got my tie on, gripping on my iron on who I'm 'bout to fire on
Rap game f*cked up, boy, f*ck you think I rap for?
Crack game f*cked up, boy, f*ck you think I trap for?
Ridin' 'round with that mask on
Like a MAC attack when that strap on
Like a Shaq attack on that backboard, clap on, clap off
Blue pit in my back yard, red nose my bad broad
Titan full of that hydro, pretty n*gga, no catwalk
Big burner in your big mouth, pus*y n*ggas suck lead off
I pull it up then skirt off, vodka shots, he smeared off
40 ounce of that Cristal Rosé, that Rick Ross
Got it jumping like Kriss Kross, mismatching, no jigsaw
No horseplay when we quick draw, pus*y n*gga get a tit job
Hands up, stick your mans up, your time's up, the new brand's up
Q!