Cell the Great, Desi - New Me! Who This? Lyrics

Who this texting
I don't know this number
It's a old girlfriend
Trying to fuck or something
Hmm message delete
I got no time for hoes
I'm on a money mission call it locomotive to these checks
CSX
Stunting on these niggaz
We use to call it flexing
I know they hating it with every single come up
I get but yet I'm steady getting checks
While you Constantly taking hits
Like a speed bag and
I can't even feel my face
Like the weekend
I live life like everyday
Is the weekend
In this race to the wealth you place eighth out of eighth
That's last place
I'm number one
Running to the bread and I keep a steady pace
I stop thinking about shit I cant change
That's when I won my race Aye
I got to shout out to my brother stokes
That nigga was the one to give me all this faith & hope
To lay these fire quotes
Dragon belly I spit Georgia Florida
Tennessee and Mississippi
Yea I'm hot as fuck
I'm taking this shit out like trash man
But shout out to my niggas who a one lady man
Eighty bands is where I started my savings
Man damn
No money to my ears
But I can always hear it calling
I'm on some different silk shit
I'm in a different thread
I keep that Springfield loaded
With a extra Clip
Sitting in that chamber
Sitting toasty any nigga get laid down
Like some butter spread toast
Got the code for the game
And I unlock the door
No diamonds on my chain it's just drench out in gold
Think I'm coming out for Christmas
The way my presents gifting
I'm trying to have the crowd lined up around the corner for my shows
That's the hope
Lyrics lock and loaded like a pistol from a cops holster
About to shoot a black boy
America is where we live
It's fucked up
Turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up who the fuck is that
Who this texting
I don't know this number
It's a Old girlfriend trying to fuck or something
Hmm Message delete
I got no time for hoes
I'm on a money mission call it locomotive to these checks
CSX
Stunting on these niggaz
We use to call it flexing
I know they hating it with every single come up I get
Yet I'm steady getting checks
While you Constantly taking hits
Like a speed bag
Can't even feel my face
Like the weekend
I live life like everyday
Is the weekend
Turn up
It's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn uo
Who the fuck is that
Who this texting
I don't know this number
It's the weekend turn up
It's the weekend turn up
It's the weekend turn up
Who the fuck is that
Call it Locomotive to these checks
CSX
Okay

Who this texting
I don't know this number
It's a old girlfriend
Trying to fuck or something
Hmm message delete
I got no time for hoes
I'm on a money mission call it locomotive to these checks
CSX
Stunting on these niggaz
We use to call it flexing
I know they hating it with every single come up
I get but yet I'm steady getting checks
While you Constantly taking hits
Like a speed bag and
I can't even feel my face
Like the weekend
I live life like everyday
Is the weekend
In this race to the wealth you place eighth out of eighth
That's last place
I'm number one
Running to the bread and I keep a steady pace
I stop thinking about shit I cant change
That's when I won my race Aye
I got to shout out to my brother stokes
That nigga was the one to give me all this faith & hope
To lay these fire quotes
Dragon belly I spit Georgia Florida
Tennessee and Mississippi
Yea I'm hot as fuck
I'm taking this shit out like trash man
But shout out to my niggas who a one lady man
Eighty bands is where I started my savings
Man damn
No money to my ears
But I can always hear it calling
I'm on some different silk shit
I'm in a different thread
I keep that Springfield loaded
With a extra Clip
Sitting in that chamber
Sitting toasty any nigga get laid down
Like some butter spread toast
Got the code for the game
And I unlock the door
No diamonds on my chain it's just drench out in gold
Think I'm coming out for Christmas
The way my presents gifting
I'm trying to have the crowd lined up around the corner for my shows
That's the hope
Lyrics lock and loaded like a pistol from a cops holster
About to shoot a black boy
America is where we live
It's fucked up
Turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up who the fuck is that
Who this texting
I don't know this number
It's a Old girlfriend trying to fuck or something
Hmm Message delete
I got no time for hoes
I'm on a money mission call it locomotive to these checks
CSX
Stunting on these niggaz
We use to call it flexing
I know they hating it with every single come up I get
Yet I'm steady getting checks
While you Constantly taking hits
Like a speed bag
Can't even feel my face
Like the weekend
I live life like everyday
Is the weekend
Turn up
It's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn up it's the weekend turn uo
Who the fuck is that
Who this texting
I don't know this number
It's the weekend turn up
It's the weekend turn up
It's the weekend turn up
Who the fuck is that
Call it Locomotive to these checks
CSX
Okay