Kashmir - New Year New Me Lyrics

Uhnhuh
So
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
It's Kash
Uhnhuh
Ayeeeee

Bitches yelling out new year new me
You the same old bitch still doin the team
Bitches yelling out new year new me
You the same old bitch still doin the team
New year old me
I'm the same old nigga collecting the green
All you niggas owe me
New year old me

I'm bacon you niggas
I mean it's time to go ham
Pork and beans
Collard greens
I need a hundred grams
She giving me brain
Call it oral exam
I been all around the map
You in a traffic jam
No longer had to watch my figure
So my pounds got bigger
Quicker
Than Jared got thinner
When I look in the mirror
All I see is a winner
And they hate it cuz I'm takin off fast
With a presidential grave yard in my Gucci bag
Riches from rags
You ain even got a friend with a Gucci belt you looking at the tag
Then you walk off mad
You would think that I have one
They be on my dick
Tryna blow out my candles but I'm electric
I am the asshole they lookin like sht
Cuz I'm shinin I'm rockin designer outfits
Got an immigrant bitch
She do brilliant shit
Like a chemist
She whippin them bricks
And she flippin it quick
Broke niggas hear me
You need to get fixed
Benjamin babies
We're Born to be rich

The way she playing for these bucks like she a Milwaukee pick
And I can tell she wanna f*ck now I feel like a snitch
All these girls riding with me now I feel like a dick
No not police these girls are free now I feel like a prick

Bitches yelling out new year new me
You the same old bitch still doin the team
Bitches yelling out new year new me
You the same old bitch still doin the team
New year old me
I'm the same old nigga collecting the green
All you niggas owe me
New year old me

My lifestyle new
Cuz I just got rich
New year old me
But I got a new bitch
Rolling roun in my new car
Bouta hit a new lick
With my nigga Chris
Jus for fun cuz we ain't sense
Light another spliff
Put it in the air
You a mf mutt
My type is rare
You should say a prayer
Cuz this shit ain't fair
Cuz my Flow so sloppy Jo
Leave ya hangin like a camotoe
Or a van gogh
Just turned yo bitch to a dike
Just for the night
No no no no no no no no
I can never go
I can never wife her
Cuz she a mf hoe
Popping bottles bottles bottles
In my mf condo
And I got a couple models
Turned up full throttle
How much money do I make
Too much gotta go to the bank
Boy my Kush stank
She want another drink
She said she love pink
So I f*cked her on the sink
While listening to tink
Huh

The way she playing for these bucks like she a Milwaukee pick
And I can tell she wanna f*ck now I feel like a snitch
All these girls riding with me now I feel like a dick
No not police these girls are free now I feel like a prick

Bitches yelling out new year new me
You the same old bitch still doin the team
Bitches yelling out new year new me
You the same old bitch still doin the team
New year old me
I'm the same old nigga collecting the green
All you niggas owe me
New year old me