New Chain

[Intro]

Ayy, Southside, where'd you get all that drip?

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]

New chain on chill, but I'm hot as two suns

Protecting the brand, I went and bought some more guns

Roll up some shit, look like elephant thumbs

Bagg, it's your time, set the watch on my arm

Bitches gon' milk 'cause I'm lit like a candle

I'm never lacking, getting head with my hammer

Ain't used to nothing, she thought Chanel was channel

When I record, she show out for the camera

Bust down the Cartier, Plain Jane the Hublot

One bitch, that's uno with me in this two-door

Stars in the Lambo', I done went Pluto

Me and this money a dynamic duo

Slam on an opp, hit his ass with the suplex

Live in a condo and trap out the duplex

Ice on my collar, can't tell this a crewneck

Walk in the spot, all the hoes all like, "Who that?" (Him)

I did a feature, they paid with Biscotti (Smoke)

Used to be OG but now it's exotic (Za)

No dykes around, but my strap in the party

They pray for my ending but I just got started

Gated my house, you can't find it on Zillow

Can't go to sleep broke, couple million my pillow

Knock off a opp then I fuck on his widow

Then catch me a flight, turn to Lil Jon and get low (What?)

I go ham, but no pork on my fork (Alhamdulillah)

Took a jet from LA to New York (Flight 125)

Know I'm lit but I'm just heating up

It's way too early to be passing the torch (Can't do that)

I turned the condo to a trap spot

Let a nigga take my chain, I bet not

Already too late if you see that red dot (Baow, brrt, go)

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]

Protecting the brand, I just bought some new Glocks (Grrah)

Coronavirus, they went outta stock

I give my shooters high price for your top

Guarantee one day your body gon' drop (How much?)

Guarantee one day them bitches gon' hate on me

Guarantee this the day they gon' get caught (Guarantee)

I put that AK right dead in your face

You know when it's a robbery, you can't move a lot (Grrt)

Walk in the spot, all the rappers, they get back

I'm the same niggas they call for they shit back (Pussy)

I make my bitches break down like a Kit Kat

You want that smoke but you know you not with that (Nah)

I might work out on your bitch like a six pack

Flooded my Heavy Camp chain with the baguettes (Ice)

I'm not the typical nigga you fuss at

You not the typical bitch I would hush for

Gotta let you know you playin' with a don (Don)

I put that Cartier watch on my arm (Watch on my arm)

I done did so much dirt under the sun

I done did so much good shit for my mom

Rich nigga flow, come from the slums

I shoot my opps, I don't spot out then run

I got a bitch out in Cali, she blond

I spend my money with shine so I won (Gang, gang)

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]

Hundreds on choppers, the meanest a throwback

Fly to Miami, I'm freeing Lil Kodak

Bool on the Lamb', that's matchin' my zodiac

I'm having Zoom calls back of the Maybach (Hello?)

If it ain't 'bout millions, let me be excused ('Scused)

Don't disrespect me, nigga, thinking it's cool

No fuck shit be tolerated in the crew

And we don't make Worldstar, we make the news

And everything mafia (Mafia)

And everything profitable

I don't see nothing from stopping us

My bitch want a Birkin, I'm coppin' 'em (Coppin' em)

Lil' dawg want a body, he dropping 'em

Baguettey the chain, make it look different (Yeah)

Bust down the Richard to rock in the kitchen (Okay)

Give 'em a stack to clean up the dishes

Don't talk on the phone, we know that they listening (Hello?)

The trap been producing a hundred a day

Bag been charging a hundred a day (A hundred)

Youngsta gon' keep a hundred in the K

Another hundred on the way

Fishscale, every nigga with me get a plate for real

Every nigga with me sell weight still

Every nigga with me go ape for real

I'ma teach you how to work that Drac' for real

Like how you make that ass shake for real

I'ma fuck in the front of that Wraith for real

Your boyfriend an opp, but you safe for real

[Outro: Yo Gotti]

Got a new chain and that bitch come from Wafi

He got a Rollie, he just beat a body

You know it ain't my shit if it ain't exotic

She wanna kick it, I don't do karate

I like lil' shawty, I'm feeling your body

Bought her a Cuban, the pendant say Gotti