New Wave
By B Wheezy
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[Intro: Lil Duke & Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi(Lil Uzi)
Aye, aye aye aye
[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
Get that work gone in a minute
They think I'm a magician
I'm preaching like a minister
And hold mine like a dentist
Whipping that work in the kitchen
I beat it so hard and I f*cked up my wrist
Walked right in the club, and I threw a nick
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi f*cking on a n*gga b*tch
Woah, Woah
f*ck on these b*tches
And leave em I swear I don't need em
And I can't go nowhere without the heater
They love me in public, like I'm with the Beatles
I do this sh*t for my people
We sip the lean, we don't drink on no beer
Get fresh and I hop on the lear
Trapper turn capper of the year
I'm banned from Lenox, I'm banned from perimeters
I can see you in my peripheral
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi
We rocking them shows
We f*ckin' them hoes and ain't cuffin' em
And If she ain't hating
Run onto the table
I'mma leave that b*tch at home with Auntie Mae
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Please get out the way
b*tch we that New Wave
Selling shows out of state
Bad b*tches never stay
They f*ck with the real, don't f*ck with no fake
Talk behind ya back, come right in your face
How you gon feel with that doubt in your face
Chopper blow a n*gga right out his J's
Better eat your veggies, I gotta case
We tote them extendos, you n*ggas tote mace
You talkin' that sh*t, boy don't come to the A
Duke, we are known from the A to L.A
[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Aye
Look at my necklace I swear that I'm n*gga rich
Aye, give me that work I swear that I'll be flippin it
Yeah, got b*tches on b*tches and all of them know
Choppers on choppers as tall as my hoe
Countin' this money, thats all in a roll
Look at my diamonds, damn
Wettin', and layin' on top of her coochie
Look at that b*tch, aye
All in my bed and I play with her coochie
Look at these choppers, aye
Clip in that b*tch it's as long as ruler
Smokin' that gas like that b*tch is a loosie
Swerve in that coupe with 3 b*tches, that's 2 seats
Aye, wait that b*tch she be blowin' my di*k like a flute lil uzi
All of my b*tches, they loose
Aye, all of my coupes got no roof skrt
Aye, all of my diamonds they perfect
Aye, none of my diamonds got flukes
Aye, I swear it's me and Lil Duke yeah
Yeah, got your b*tch all off the boot, aye
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Please get out the way
b*tch we that New Wave
(b*tch we that New Wave)
Selling shows out of state
Bad b*tches never stay
They f*ck with the real, don't f*ck with no fake
Talk behind ya back, come right in your face
How you gon' feel with that dot in your face
Chopper blow a n*gga right out his J's
Better eat your veggies, I gotta case
We tote them extendos, you n*ggas tote mace
You talkin that sh*t, boy don't come to the A
Duke, we are known from the A to L.A
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Damn, all these diamonds on my hand
Yeah, I just be high off the Xan aye
Aye, I met that b*tch off the Gram yeah
Yeah, I f*cked that b*tch off the Gram yeah
Yeah, Balmains that's all on my pants yeah
Yeah, your b*tch on my di*k she dance
Yeah, talkin' that sh*t you get fanned
Yeah, rock out like I'm in a band
[Verse 4: Lil Duke]
Crackin' down Mason Margielas
I whip the new Benz up and dealt with the extras
Don't do the Giuseppe's, I might do Buscemi
Bad b*tches with me, in they bikinis
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi, them b*tches be fiendin'
These n*ggas be plottin', these n*ggas be schemin'
I'mma lay up, way up feel me
And I earn my stripes, just like Adidas
Kickin' that sh*t just like Fifa
Rollin' that backwood stuffin' the reefer
I told you before I do it for my people
And I like black and white b*tches like zebras
We them new young n*ggas, but we some leaders
Ain't none these b*tches, these b*tches deceivin'
Dodgin that traffic, you know we in foreigns
Y'all n*ggas boring, I'm finna go touring
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Please get out the way
b*tch we that New Wave
Selling shows out of state
Bad b*tches never stay
They f*ck with the real, don't f*ck with no fake
Talk behind ya back, come right in your face
How you gon feel with that doubt in your face
Chopper blow a n*gga right out his J's
Better eat your veggies, I gotta case
We tote them extendos, you n*ggas tote mace
You talkin' that sh*t, boy don't come to the A
Duke, we are known from the A to L.A
Yeah
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi(Lil Uzi)
Aye, aye aye aye
[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
Get that work gone in a minute
They think I'm a magician
I'm preaching like a minister
And hold mine like a dentist
Whipping that work in the kitchen
I beat it so hard and I f*cked up my wrist
Walked right in the club, and I threw a nick
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi f*cking on a n*gga b*tch
Woah, Woah
f*ck on these b*tches
And leave em I swear I don't need em
And I can't go nowhere without the heater
They love me in public, like I'm with the Beatles
I do this sh*t for my people
We sip the lean, we don't drink on no beer
Get fresh and I hop on the lear
Trapper turn capper of the year
I'm banned from Lenox, I'm banned from perimeters
I can see you in my peripheral
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi
We rocking them shows
We f*ckin' them hoes and ain't cuffin' em
And If she ain't hating
Run onto the table
I'mma leave that b*tch at home with Auntie Mae
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Please get out the way
b*tch we that New Wave
Selling shows out of state
Bad b*tches never stay
They f*ck with the real, don't f*ck with no fake
Talk behind ya back, come right in your face
How you gon feel with that doubt in your face
Chopper blow a n*gga right out his J's
Better eat your veggies, I gotta case
We tote them extendos, you n*ggas tote mace
You talkin' that sh*t, boy don't come to the A
Duke, we are known from the A to L.A
[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Aye
Look at my necklace I swear that I'm n*gga rich
Aye, give me that work I swear that I'll be flippin it
Yeah, got b*tches on b*tches and all of them know
Choppers on choppers as tall as my hoe
Countin' this money, thats all in a roll
Look at my diamonds, damn
Wettin', and layin' on top of her coochie
Look at that b*tch, aye
All in my bed and I play with her coochie
Look at these choppers, aye
Clip in that b*tch it's as long as ruler
Smokin' that gas like that b*tch is a loosie
Swerve in that coupe with 3 b*tches, that's 2 seats
Aye, wait that b*tch she be blowin' my di*k like a flute lil uzi
All of my b*tches, they loose
Aye, all of my coupes got no roof skrt
Aye, all of my diamonds they perfect
Aye, none of my diamonds got flukes
Aye, I swear it's me and Lil Duke yeah
Yeah, got your b*tch all off the boot, aye
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Please get out the way
b*tch we that New Wave
(b*tch we that New Wave)
Selling shows out of state
Bad b*tches never stay
They f*ck with the real, don't f*ck with no fake
Talk behind ya back, come right in your face
How you gon' feel with that dot in your face
Chopper blow a n*gga right out his J's
Better eat your veggies, I gotta case
We tote them extendos, you n*ggas tote mace
You talkin that sh*t, boy don't come to the A
Duke, we are known from the A to L.A
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Damn, all these diamonds on my hand
Yeah, I just be high off the Xan aye
Aye, I met that b*tch off the Gram yeah
Yeah, I f*cked that b*tch off the Gram yeah
Yeah, Balmains that's all on my pants yeah
Yeah, your b*tch on my di*k she dance
Yeah, talkin' that sh*t you get fanned
Yeah, rock out like I'm in a band
[Verse 4: Lil Duke]
Crackin' down Mason Margielas
I whip the new Benz up and dealt with the extras
Don't do the Giuseppe's, I might do Buscemi
Bad b*tches with me, in they bikinis
Lil Duke and Lil Uzi, them b*tches be fiendin'
These n*ggas be plottin', these n*ggas be schemin'
I'mma lay up, way up feel me
And I earn my stripes, just like Adidas
Kickin' that sh*t just like Fifa
Rollin' that backwood stuffin' the reefer
I told you before I do it for my people
And I like black and white b*tches like zebras
We them new young n*ggas, but we some leaders
Ain't none these b*tches, these b*tches deceivin'
Dodgin that traffic, you know we in foreigns
Y'all n*ggas boring, I'm finna go touring
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Please get out the way
b*tch we that New Wave
Selling shows out of state
Bad b*tches never stay
They f*ck with the real, don't f*ck with no fake
Talk behind ya back, come right in your face
How you gon feel with that doubt in your face
Chopper blow a n*gga right out his J's
Better eat your veggies, I gotta case
We tote them extendos, you n*ggas tote mace
You talkin' that sh*t, boy don't come to the A
Duke, we are known from the A to L.A
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