New Week, New Yeah... Lyrics

New week, new start, new day

Got a brand new bitch, I don't know if she my bae

Way I'm getting to the cheese, I don't got too much to say

Wake up, brush teeth, then you know I gotta pray

New day, new mind, so I'm getting to the guap

Then I pull up on a freak and whip it out, she give me top

Hit the store, new sneaks, new clothes, gotta cop

I been thuggin bout my lonely, I been in my head a lot

Doin' me ion too much fuck with you

Shawty thinkin', cause we fuckin', I'ma have to call her boo

Say the pape, stickin to a nigga hands like glue

Flo sick like I stepped up in this bitch

it caught the flu

Flo sick like COVID-19

Pop out too fly shawty call me Mr. Clean

You would think I be with Tatum, how I'm getting to the green

Getting funds, money, young money, making machine

New week, new approach

You would think li pat the denist, how he play up in a throat

And Lil' Patty like Aaliyah, how he rockin' shawty boat

And I do my dance, niggas tryna copy my emotes

New style, but these pussy niggas tryna sound the same

And Lil' Patty triple H, how he rippin' through the game

Turn this back up on these niggas, he gon' go against the grain

Call li shawty, tylenol, headache, give me brain

Houdini, fuck & shawty, poof

And I been up out that drank turnt, jumpin' out the roof

And she claimin' that she love me, shawty, gotta show me proof

And she thinkin' she can play with Patty, shawty, she a goof

New start, new move, new vibe, so I gotta keep it cool

You would think I be with Jordan Money, wild like a poole

Fit matt black, tatted, I don't gotta rock no jewels

I can't even kick the cup, sippin' on it like it's juice

Uhhh...whaa

New week, new start, new day

Got a brand new bitch, I don't know if she my bae

Way I'm getting to the cheese, I don't got too much to say

Wake up, brush teeth, then you know I gotta pray

New day, new mind, so I'm getting to the guap

Then I pull up on a freak and whip it out, she give me top

New week, new start, new day

Got a brand new bitch, I don't know if she my bae

Way I'm getting to the cheese, I don't got too much to say

Wake up, brush teeth, then you know I gotta pray

New day, new mind, so I'm getting to the guap

Then I pull up on a freak and whip it out, she give me top

Hit the store, new sneaks, new clothes, gotta cop

I been thuggin bout my lonely, I been in my head a lot