JayVon Deontae - Brand New Guy lyrics

[Intro] Yeah it's DP3 and my n***a Uoza We finna do this thang mayne We got brand new everything Brand new cars brand new whips and foreign brauds [Verse 1: DP3] I'm strapped up with that 9 finna roll up I'm finna get high You fakes got no swag me and my team we stay fly Got money on my mind with a rollie on and that Big Sean I'm a young boy I got cold rhymes you got no bars I got no time Got a bad b**h from Cuba don't f** around cause she'll shoot ya She got long hair just like Medusa she a bad b**h yeah she a hooker She had a man but I took her she like blowing strong on that reefer And I think her name was Tia but I got shades on so I can't see ya I'ma smoke loud I'ma say it proud f** last night she want another round Smoking on some sh** that you can't pronounce all she want me to do is just eat her out I'm a real n***a what I'm about all you hear is real coming out my mouth I'm a Texas boy H-Town boy and I rep the south cause I'm a new boy n***a [Hook] Brand new flow brand new rhymes Brand new watch it's our time We gon' roll up and we gon' get high Cause we stay fresh we some brand new guys [x2] [Verse 2: JayVon Deontae] Pisces to the fourth degree you think this fish just went to college Three fingers got power you can say that's just a higher knowledge Rhymes stuck in my brains vein I just had a writers blockage On authority I go ham tell the pigs to s** my f**ing sausage English cla** (do do do do) just k**ed with onomatopoeia Got a bad b**h with a gun in her purse I nickname her Lil Madea Got laxatives in my double cup I'm sh**ting on n***as by diarrhea Y'all tried to k** me bad idea try again R.I.P. Aaliyah I made Satan look like a devil cake compared to my evil wickedness Even my writtens had God ask me to revise the book of Leviticus Smacked with instruments fracture ligaments Rob Dyrdek finds that ridiculous It's hideous I k** beats excessively y'all oblivious k** what y'all thought y'all brains took a shot I'm so sick that n***as see snot Y'all n***as Dory cause y'all forgot I handle n***as like pans and pots In this rap game you move you snooze so I'm 'bout to take these rappers spot Y'all throwing bombs I'm JJ Watt I'm 'bout swat cause your boy just got (I got that) [Hook] [Verse 3: DP3 & (JayVon Deontae)] (J.Deo and DP3 all the b**hes jump on the D Brand new guys brand new breed a different color we n***as bleed We right on time y'all drive the whip hit the gas and try to raise the speed We predators we need to feed we never full more food that we need) It's Due Wapp all on the beat aka I'm DP3 Going hard for BYT when you see me got racks in my jeans Your girl say that I stay clean that's probably why she wanna be on my team Her her cousin and her friend girl you like me so don't pretend (Ya'll n***as rat we set up traps) You f** with us you gon' get capped (Smoking blacks jamming Dub Sac) got two hoes jamming up in the back (we running rap like running track) so keep up don't fall back (Slip your disc I'll break your back I'll bring it back while I'm in the back) I'm the back blowing on strong chopping up them two hoes (new CREEZ got new clothes) got a new house and foreign hoes (dancing on the dick to the Red Nose) got gla** floors you gotta tip toe (blowing dro pouring up a fo') I love p**y better watch your hoe (J)