New School lyrics

by

Mac Miller


[Intro]
Do right, ayy
Do right
Do right, ayy
Do right
Bang, ayy
Bang, bang

[Chorus]
I f*ck the b*tch she doin' right
Bad boy, rude boy
Heavy money in my pants, boy, your money too light
One plus one equals two, yeah, you're right
b*tches come through and f*ck me like it's It’s two of I
Keep it cool, boy, you boy, one boy, two boy
One hundred-thousand dollar car, I can get two for it
Pull up onside of you laughing, I'ma j*rk new boys
I f*ck with all the old school rappers, I'm a new school boy

[Verse 1]
I'm smoking dope, you smoking on the fu, boy
I'm riding fours, rims look like four lil boys
I’m smoking Os, I smoke out the Ps too, boy
I’m sweating like I got a fever, jewelry be the flu, boy
You should know, we don't f*ck with new boys
I treat these n*ggas like the bottom of my shoes, boy
I want a boat but I bought a coupe, boy
And bought a four, so when I get tired of two, boy
I switch it over, hop up in my four door
I’m going dumb, more money I get bored more
Since I'm the captain of the ship, I tell your ho to board
Ayy b*tch, I'm the score, you better not be boring
[Chorus]
I f*ck the b*tch she doin' right
Bad boy, rude boy
Heavy money in my pants, boy, your money too light
One plus one equals two, yeah, you're right
b*tches come through and f*ck me like it's It’s two of I
Keep it cool, boy, you boy, one boy, two boy
One hundred-thousand dollar car, I can get two for it
Pull up onside of you laughing, I'ma j*rk new boys
I f*ck with all the old school rappers, I'm a new school boy

[Verse 2]
She better top me right, she just got off two flights tonight
She want the pipe, but I heard that cool bite, I'm cool Ike
What you worried bout? Nike, just do it right
b*tch, I Glo, chandelier, Christmas lights, pool lights
I be flexin' so damn hard, I think I need two mics
I be doin' so damn much, I think I need two lives
Remember having fight nights, now I'm having food nights
I eat all the food, f*ck a fool house, it's fool nights
Remember having pistol fights, now I'm having food fights
Now we having rack fights, now we having jewel fights
Now we having pool fights, you know mine better than yours right?
No need for no mansion fights 'cause I got my own, aight?

[Chorus]
I f*ck the b*tch she doin' right
Bad boy, rude boy
Heavy money in my pants, boy, your money too light
One plus one equals two, yeah, you're right
b*tches come through and f*ck me like it's It’s two of I
Keep it cool, boy, you boy, one boy, two boy
One hundred-thousand dollar car, I can get two for it
Pull up onside of you laughing, I'ma j*rk new boys
I f*ck with all the old school rappers, I'm a new school boy
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