A$AP Rocky Brand New Guy Lyrics, Brand New Guy Lyrics by A$AP Rocky ft ScHoolboy Q

(You know us big mouth Harlem n***** don’t know how to act)
(I got my West Coast connection)
(These dead in the street industry mothafuckas)
(Talkin’ ’bout we can’t eat, talking ’bout we brand new guys)
(Tell them n*****, “Suck a dick”)

I’m camo’d down to my boxers, gold teeth, a Bathing Ape
It’s animals in my projects, like monkeys, orangutans
Banana clip on that chopper, I hold heat, bangers bang
(Let Chiquita speak) Bet it keep the peace, that Lil B, brrangadang
I don’t care if you blue or you red flagging
Hair swinging, my pants sagging (Get ’em)
Hoes all on my bandwagon, your bitch gagging, she jet lagging
All my cuz n*****, what’s cracking?
All my blood n*****, what’s popping?
I ain’t set tripping, I just happen
To know who click-clacking, you mismatching
Fuck swagging, you been jacking, fuck fly, I am fashion
Tryna cop that Benz wagon, my bitch drive it, my friends crash it
N***** threat with the chit-chatting, see a n**** don’t shit happen
I’m finna blow on that Bin Laden, so talk money, pig latin
(Suck my fuckin’ dick, bitch)

Brand new clip, brand new nine (Peace)
Brand new bitch, brand new ride (Peace)
Brand new weed, brand new high (Woo)
Brand new me, meet the brand new guys (Peace)
Brand new clip, brand new nine (Woo)
Brand new bitch, brand new ride (Peace)
Brand new weed, brand new high (Woo)
Brand new me, meet the brand new guys (Peace)

(Yeah) .345 be the big toy (Yeah)
Now which n**** want it with the fat boy? (Uh)
Clipped-up like I’m paranoid, high as hell n****, Fitzroy
Pull it off through the city like, “Errt”
Seen that ho n**** like, “Errr,” hopped up on a n**** like murk
Put that pussy n**** in a purse (Yeah)
He wouldn’t be the first (Yeah), cover him with dirt (Yeah, uh, shit)
Put him in the ground, he was down to Earth (Uh)
A napped up n****, I been down since birth (Since birth)
Backpack full of random work (Yeah)
With two bad hoes, I’ll teach you how to jerk (Teach you how to jerk?)
Swaggin’ in my Js
Pop me a pill and throw that pussy a rave (Pussy a rave)

My prerogative ways
Nappy chin hairs with the brand new fade (Yeah)
Brand new n**** with the brand new venue (Uh)
Sold that bitch out, shoulda made that ho bigger (Yeah)
Killing careers make these cupcakes remember
My objective is to serve your agenda (Yeah)
Biggie and Nas put they ass in a blender (Uh)
Sprinkle some 50 and came out this n**** (Right)
Equipped with a gat and a dick in your mouth (Right)
Balls in my hands and your bitch in my house
Twisting up weed, I’m digging her out
Just filling her out

Do all that shit you be talking about
While you gone? Shit, Netflix on your couch
What this popcorn about?
Microwave oven while you out there cuffin’
You over there lovin’
That bitch be my stuffing, like, like we really be fucking (Like we really be fucking)

Brand new shirt to the brand new drawers
Brand new socks to the brand new Glock (Uh huh)
This mothafucka hold 15, slap that ho in, tell the clip get lost
Bitch, I’m a boss, pulled up clean, don’t you hear the exhaust? (Uh)
Got my tie on, gripping on my iron on who I’m ’bout to fire on
Rap game fucked up, boy, fuck you think I rap for? (Uh)
Crack game fucked up, boy, fuck you think I trap for? (Uh)
Ridin’ ’round with that mask on (Uh huh)
Like a MAC attack when that strap on
Like a Shaq attack on that backboard, clap on, clap off
Blue pit in my back yard (Yeah), red nose my bad broad (Yeah)
Titan full of that hydro (Yeah), pretty n****, no catwalk (Yeah)
Big burner in your big mouth (Yeah), pussy n***** suck lead off (Yeah)
I pull it up then skirt off, vodka shots, he smeared off
40 ounce of that Cristal (What else?), Rose, that Rick Ross (What else?)
Got it jumping like Kriss Kross (Uh), mismatching, no jigsaw (Uh huh)
No horseplay when we quick draw (Uh huh), pussy n**** get a tit job
Hands up, stick your mans up, your time’s up, the new brand’s up (Motherfucker, blaow)
Q (Uh)