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Ice Tr3 - New Money (feat. Lil Beans) Lyrics



Ice Tr3 - New Money (feat. Lil Beans) Lyrics




I'm tryna be too rich
I ain't ask for ya two cents
Use to be a nusiance, but now I got new cents
They got the goat out, think I ain't gone show out?
Think I ain't gone go out? Bitch I got dough out
My team in this bitch and it's looking like a blow out
She let my niggas f*ck, it turned to a hoe house
Fifties I'm splurging, bitches be thirsty, they feel like they worthy
She used to curve me, all in my Duffy don't act like you love me
I f*ck up a budget, I took me a perky now I feel lovely
Do not try to touch me, my niggas in here do not be a dummy
I mix up the liquor, I'm throwing it up it f*ck up my stomach
I ain't have my father but it's all good my mom was hustler
Big dawg call me a husky, she feeling frisky, she acting freaky
She said don't leave her in hickies, said her man he be trippin
Said he be tweakin. I'm about that action, I'm not with the speaking
Raising Hell I ain't speak to the deacon
Niggas sneak dissing I ain't know we was beefin
Niggas hating on me cuz they heard that I'm eating
I'm feeling like 50 yeah I'm getting busy, crazy grind with the power ain't it?
Aim game on range mode, hope he don't think he a power ranger

New money, who dis?
I'm on some new shit
Went and copped a new bitch
She top me up in my new whip
Oooh fresh feet, I got new kicks
Brand new pistol new sticks
New money, who dis? New money, who dis?
I'm on some new shit
Went and copped a new bitch
She top me up in my new whip
Oooh fresh feet, I got new kicks
Brand new pistol new sticks
New money, who dis?
New money, who dis? New money, who dis?

I hop in the booth and go in
I'm smashing on her and her friend
They say that they sisters, no wonder why they looking like twins
Thank God He know that I sin
Can't wait to pull up in a Benz
Tr3 told me hop on, I told big bro just give me a min
Fun and games til a nigga get hurt
A$AP Mob I put in work
This race I'm winning, never last bitch I'm coming in first
Fam hate me man that shit's the worst
Got drip cuz yo bitch she thirst
I'm spitting flame lil nigga, back up you might just get burnt
You cannot step on my turf
My niggas put you in a hearse
My niggas you know that we lurk
Lil Beans I came from the dirt bitch

I'm on some new shit
Went and copped a new bitch
She top me up in my new whip
Oooh fresh feet, I got new kicks
Brand new pistol new sticks
New money, who dis?
New money, who dis? New money, who dis?
I'm on some new shit
She topped me up in my new whip
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I'm tryna be too rich
I ain't ask for ya two cents
Use to be a nusiance, but now I got new cents
They got the goat out, think I ain't gone show out?
Think I ain't gone go out? Bitch I got dough out
My team in this bitch and it's looking like a blow out
She let my niggas f*ck, it turned to a hoe house
Fifties I'm splurging, bitches be thirsty, they feel like they worthy
She used to curve me, all in my Duffy don't act like you love me
I f*ck up a budget, I took me a perky now I feel lovely
Do not try to touch me, my niggas in here do not be a dummy
I mix up the liquor, I'm throwing it up it f*ck up my stomach
I ain't have my father but it's all good my mom was hustler
Big dawg call me a husky, she feeling frisky, she acting freaky
She said don't leave her in hickies, said her man he be trippin
Said he be tweakin. I'm about that action, I'm not with the speaking
Raising Hell I ain't speak to the deacon
Niggas sneak dissing I ain't know we was beefin
Niggas hating on me cuz they heard that I'm eating
I'm feeling like 50 yeah I'm getting busy, crazy grind with the power ain't it?
Aim game on range mode, hope he don't think he a power ranger

New money, who dis?
I'm on some new shit
Went and copped a new bitch
She top me up in my new whip
Oooh fresh feet, I got new kicks
Brand new pistol new sticks
New money, who dis? New money, who dis?
I'm on some new shit
Went and copped a new bitch
She top me up in my new whip
Oooh fresh feet, I got new kicks
Brand new pistol new sticks
New money, who dis?
New money, who dis? New money, who dis?

I hop in the booth and go in
I'm smashing on her and her friend
They say that they sisters, no wonder why they looking like twins
Thank God He know that I sin
Can't wait to pull up in a Benz
Tr3 told me hop on, I told big bro just give me a min
Fun and games til a nigga get hurt
A$AP Mob I put in work
This race I'm winning, never last bitch I'm coming in first
Fam hate me man that shit's the worst
Got drip cuz yo bitch she thirst
I'm spitting flame lil nigga, back up you might just get burnt
You cannot step on my turf
My niggas put you in a hearse
My niggas you know that we lurk
Lil Beans I came from the dirt bitch

I'm on some new shit
Went and copped a new bitch
She top me up in my new whip
Oooh fresh feet, I got new kicks
Brand new pistol new sticks
New money, who dis?
New money, who dis? New money, who dis?
I'm on some new shit
She topped me up in my new whip
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Writer: Tre Bennett, Keenan Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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