Crystal Tais - New Keys Lyrics

New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
I jingle the shit, and her nigga he feeling me
All in my dm he sending me, confessions like Usher he sing to me
These bitches slithering like draco, I cannot stand nun these bitches they fake hoes
But they be the first to burn sage though
I laugh at the shit, afi mek joke
Got the bag for my teeth now I'm smiling
Me and my bitches we outside, we wilding
1942 I'm losing my voice, I'm Trini he love how I'm whining
Bitch I'm bout to come up, I'm climbing
Changing my number you niggas can't find me
Now they can't text me they love me, they lying
I clip and erase em I'm bout it
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
I'm getting better with time, I look better than bitches who swore up and down I was Finished
I'm aging backwards and eating my spinach
You busy linking these little ass niggas
Clip that, dip dash. My only concern is a big bag
This bitch watch my story she big mad
My old nigga jacking he miss that
Can't get it back, look where I'm at
Came a long way, hit the m on the track
Been in my bag, Trini my flag
Bitch I got Brooklyn that shit on my back
Turn nothing to something, been broke ya'll be fronting and acting like shit don't get real issa fact
My L a lesson I got it right back, now it's been W's
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling

New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
I jingle the shit, and her nigga he feeling me
All in my dm he sending me, confessions like Usher he sing to me
These bitches slithering like draco, I cannot stand nun these bitches they fake hoes
But they be the first to burn sage though
I laugh at the shit, afi mek joke
Got the bag for my teeth now I'm smiling
Me and my bitches we outside, we wilding
1942 I'm losing my voice, I'm Trini he love how I'm whining
Bitch I'm bout to come up, I'm climbing
Changing my number you niggas can't find me
Now they can't text me they love me, they lying
I clip and erase em I'm bout it
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
I'm getting better with time, I look better than bitches who swore up and down I was Finished
I'm aging backwards and eating my spinach
You busy linking these little ass niggas
Clip that, dip dash. My only concern is a big bag
This bitch watch my story she big mad
My old nigga jacking he miss that
Can't get it back, look where I'm at
Came a long way, hit the m on the track
Been in my bag, Trini my flag
Bitch I got Brooklyn that shit on my back
Turn nothing to something, been broke ya'll be fronting and acting like shit don't get real issa fact
My L a lesson I got it right back, now it's been W's
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling
New set of keys in my pocket
Slide to the left and then drop it
Got to the breesh, I be smiling
You fake it ain no reconciling