(Intro) Yeah Same sh** TayPro, BreeZie Y'all know what it is Haha FADED GUSFSS Haha (Chorus) Gimme somethin new Gimme-gimme somethin new Show me it ain't true Man just show me it ain't true I said, gimme somethin new Gimme somethin new Man, y'all can't do it like my crew (Verse 1) Man, who says I can't rap? (Pffft) Listen to this damn track while you smoke (*Inhale*) And then I lace your blunt with anthrax Choke (*Cough*) (Haha) That's something I never do, while you bandwagon You trap-f*ggot I'd say find a style but you can't hack it (Haha) I've been backpacking, while they swag jacking I ain't got no swag, so you can't jack it In my black jacket, I'm PacManin Running from my ghosts in a trapped mansion (Hah!) But they ain't ever gonna catch me though Skeletons in my closet I call all those my stepping stones So you better know that I'm set to go At the drop of a hat, I just swept the floor Rap game f**ed up, but I step to show That ain't nothing gonna stop me from my ending goals (Nah) Which are Train the future generations to be used to all the fakeness Use their minds for something useful cuz it's useless to be brainless (Durr) You f**ing idiot Like, are you serious? New mixtape out, they're like "Hear this sh**!" I do not f** with it Period Every track sound the same Say "They whack, they all lame" "I'm the crack in this game" b**h you on crack mane Sounding like (Interlude - Three-Six Mafia Sample & BreeZie) The chicken weed Pick out the seeds The heat is hittin' me Me need to cruise we gotta have it (The same old sh**) Don't want to cabbage We hate that babbage Like savage (But me) We-we-we wanna, the marijuana (I'm asking like, can you) (Chorus) Gimme somethin new Gimme-gimme somethin new Show me it ain't true Man just show me it ain't true I said, I said G-G-Gimme somethin new Gimme-gimme somethin new Show me it ain't true That you could do it like my crew (Verse 2) I said, I said I-I-I-I-I'm so sick of the same thing (Yeah) Gold wrists and the gang bang (What?!) And the bang bang, squad n***a, f** that I'd rather come back with an unlatched Sawed-off shotgun and then pump that (*Gun co*k*) Point it at the people tryna make a buck fast Off of no substance in their dumb raps f** it (*Gun Shot*) Let them live, just to see them disappear (Gone) When I spit I can see imminent fear I don't really even care, do you When you see me in the air all you'll hear is "Boo-hoo" You shoulda tried to be original, not gimmick bro (Who are you?) Too busy lying, I'm just tryna reach my pinnacle When I get there Imma lift it further (Goin' up) (Hah!) While you flipping burgers And just twisting herbs up Snakes in the gra**, y'all just sittin' gerbils Lunch-food I'm out to be one of the greats (Wattup?) So when I die you'll see me performin' above the gates Chillin', what a feeling (Hah) That I did something right for the millions (Wattup y'all) Of people in this world thinking just like me Imma hone-in on that with a sick idea (What's that?) Imma teach you all to think before you rap it through (But why?) So that every time you do, you'll hear me asking you To (Chorus) Gimme somethin new (Oh, okay) Gimme-gimme somethin new (Haha, yeah) Show me it ain't true Man just show me it ain't true (Could you do that, like for me?) I said, I said Gimme somethin new Gimme-gimme somethin new (Not the same old recycled sh**, like just) Show me it ain't true That you could do it like my crew (Outro) FADED Gang GUSFSS b*atch TayPro BreeZie It's another one