A-P - New Kid

Bitch I'm back, goin' harder than I ever did
Went through some shit, thought you might be interested
Met this hoe so I thought it was a go yeah
She went ghost so you know I had to roast yeah
Get me to the top, I been workin' on my grind
I don't got a Rollie but my lyrics are divine
Hit me with a beat that I murder, it's a crime
Now my flow is different Imma keep it till I die
Tryna get big so I hit you with that new shit
Get me a producer and a label I'm the new kid
I don't got the racks, ballin' in my school bitch
AP on the track and I'm fresh like a new mint
Fuck it up in the coupe with the wings ay
New Chanel and I just got Balmain
Money Dreams yeah, Imma get the racks ay
I'll be ballin' like I'm on the court, MJ

I'm the new kid, you a fool bitch
You are old news, you can't do shit
Imma get rich, get the bag woah
I don't pop pills, I just sip slow

Whats a rap song without a fuckin' master
Got another single and I'm blessed like a pastor
Imma get the water on my neck like a splasher
Got in the game, so the money will come faster
I don't got no diamonds but I'm high cuz I'm upset
Fuck you if you tryna bring me down cuz you a threat
Imma be up next and I'll hop up in a jet
Fly me from Miami to LA in half a sec
Tryna get big so I hit you with that new shit
Get me a producer and a label I'm the new kid
I don't got the racks, ballin' in my school bitch
AP on the track and I'm fresh like a new mint
Hop up in the jet, Louis V bags
I only wear Supreme bitch, I don't wear rags
I don't need the flex, tryna get the bread
New kid, new money, so you know the rest

I'm the new kid, you fool bitch
You are old news, you can't do shit
Imma get rich, get the bag woah
I don't pop pills, I just sip slow

On the grind everyday workin' 9-5
While you in ya daddy's mansion sippin' on some wine
I'm the new kid and I don't got a fuckin' dime
Made it clear so I gotta watch with the time
Clap back on the people who be talkin' shit
I ain't tryna start beef, so I'll make it quick
If you doubt me, you ain't got no relevance
Imma fuck it up without you when I'm hella rich
Tryna get big so I hit you with that new shit
Get me a producer and a label I'm the new kid
I don't got the racks, ballin' in my school bitch
AP on the track and I'm fresh like a new mint

Cash cash cash on me it's all nice though
Feed my family and I'll put em on the right road
Make you happy but only for a sec
Cuz it ain't about the money or the check

I'm the new kid, you a fool bitch
You are old news, you can't do shit
Imma get rich, get the bag woah
I don't pop pills, I just sip slow

Sip slow
Sip, sip slow
Sip slow
Slow

Written by:
Anton Petrov

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