Bag full of trees, lungs full of debris
Creased Forces on my feet, got kief all on my jeans
Pull up to the street, and we acting so damn geeked
All my friends on LSD, all my friends on LSD
Now you wanna grieve, cuz you used to stay asleep
Bitch please, go and leave, before we count to three
Still up with the team, and we came up on the cheese
Now we smoking on new leaf, now we smoking on new leaf
New leaf in my blunt, spark it up with the plug
Trapping hard for the money, like my nigga Mung Daal, yuh
How do I compete with all these f*ckboys, I don't
I just gas it up and walk thru the house on my own
Seeing all these other shawties that I barely even know
And they all be looking at me as if I'm a f*cking joke
Watch 'em shake it to the only Playboi Carti song they know
I heard it twenty times before, shawty think they so original
Gimme the bells, way that I flow put you into a spell
Millville the village where my people dwell
Way that we move, be giving you hell
What can I say? It be understandable
Scarring your life like Eric and Hannibal
All of my homies so savage like animals
Smoking new leaf, it's so gas, it's so flammable, uh
Kids be tryna get a come up off ya, if ya never careful, stab ya in da back
Hating on ya 'til the day you come up, then they claim they love you, man it really wack, but it don't
Bother me, gotta keep mobbing it
Remind me of Genghis the way we be conquering
Got them all screaming and hollering
Prepare for the reign, ain't no way of stopping it
Bag full of trees, lungs full of debris
Creased Forces on my feet, got kief all on my jeans
Pull up to the street, and we acting so damn geeked
All my friends on LSD, all my friends on LSD
Now you wanna grieve, cuz you used to stay asleep
Bitch please, go and leave, before we count to three
Still up with the team, and we came up on the cheese
Now we smoking on new leaf, now we smoking on new leaf
Nachi - New Leaf (feat. BakedGodSupreme) Lyrics
Nachi - New Leaf (feat. BakedGodSupreme) Lyrics
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Bag full of trees, lungs full of debris
Creased Forces on my feet, got kief all on my jeans
Pull up to the street, and we acting so damn geeked
All my friends on LSD, all my friends on LSD
Now you wanna grieve, cuz you used to stay asleep
Bitch please, go and leave, before we count to three
Still up with the team, and we came up on the cheese
Now we smoking on new leaf, now we smoking on new leaf
New leaf in my blunt, spark it up with the plug
Trapping hard for the money, like my nigga Mung Daal, yuh
How do I compete with all these f*ckboys, I don't
I just gas it up and walk thru the house on my own
Seeing all these other shawties that I barely even know
And they all be looking at me as if I'm a f*cking joke
Watch 'em shake it to the only Playboi Carti song they know
I heard it twenty times before, shawty think they so original
Gimme the bells, way that I flow put you into a spell
Millville the village where my people dwell
Way that we move, be giving you hell
What can I say? It be understandable
Scarring your life like Eric and Hannibal
All of my homies so savage like animals
Smoking new leaf, it's so gas, it's so flammable, uh
Kids be tryna get a come up off ya, if ya never careful, stab ya in da back
Hating on ya 'til the day you come up, then they claim they love you, man it really wack, but it don't
Bother me, gotta keep mobbing it
Remind me of Genghis the way we be conquering
Got them all screaming and hollering
Prepare for the reign, ain't no way of stopping it
Bag full of trees, lungs full of debris
Creased Forces on my feet, got kief all on my jeans
Pull up to the street, and we acting so damn geeked
All my friends on LSD, all my friends on LSD
Now you wanna grieve, cuz you used to stay asleep
Bitch please, go and leave, before we count to three
Still up with the team, and we came up on the cheese
Now we smoking on new leaf, now we smoking on new leaf
Creased Forces on my feet, got kief all on my jeans
Pull up to the street, and we acting so damn geeked
All my friends on LSD, all my friends on LSD
Now you wanna grieve, cuz you used to stay asleep
Bitch please, go and leave, before we count to three
Still up with the team, and we came up on the cheese
Now we smoking on new leaf, now we smoking on new leaf
New leaf in my blunt, spark it up with the plug
Trapping hard for the money, like my nigga Mung Daal, yuh
How do I compete with all these f*ckboys, I don't
I just gas it up and walk thru the house on my own
Seeing all these other shawties that I barely even know
And they all be looking at me as if I'm a f*cking joke
Watch 'em shake it to the only Playboi Carti song they know
I heard it twenty times before, shawty think they so original
Gimme the bells, way that I flow put you into a spell
Millville the village where my people dwell
Way that we move, be giving you hell
What can I say? It be understandable
Scarring your life like Eric and Hannibal
All of my homies so savage like animals
Smoking new leaf, it's so gas, it's so flammable, uh
Kids be tryna get a come up off ya, if ya never careful, stab ya in da back
Hating on ya 'til the day you come up, then they claim they love you, man it really wack, but it don't
Bother me, gotta keep mobbing it
Remind me of Genghis the way we be conquering
Got them all screaming and hollering
Prepare for the reign, ain't no way of stopping it
Bag full of trees, lungs full of debris
Creased Forces on my feet, got kief all on my jeans
Pull up to the street, and we acting so damn geeked
All my friends on LSD, all my friends on LSD
Now you wanna grieve, cuz you used to stay asleep
Bitch please, go and leave, before we count to three
Still up with the team, and we came up on the cheese
Now we smoking on new leaf, now we smoking on new leaf
Writer: Daryush Crivello, Ignacio Cardozo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid