Moneybagg Yo, Blac Youngsta ft. Yo Gotti - New Chain Lyrics

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

New chain on chill but I'm hot as two suns
Protectin' the brand, I went bought some more guns
Roll up some shit, look like elephants thumbs
"Bagg it's yo time," said the watch on my arm
Bitches gon' milk 'cause I'm lit like a candle
I'm never lackin', gettin' head with my hammer
Ain't used to nothin', she thought Chanel was channel
When I record, she show out for the camera
But 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 holler, "Who that?"
I did a feature, they pay 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 endin' 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 an opp then I fuck on his widow
Then catch me a flight, turn to Lil' Jon and get low
I go ham, but no pork on my fork (Alhamdulillah)
Took a jet from LA to New York (flight was too far)
Know I'm lit but I'm just heatin' up
It's way too early to be passin' a 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, brr, go)

Protectin' the brand, I just bought some new Glocks
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
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 on the spot, I don't run
I got a bitch out in Cali', she blonde
I spend my money with Shyne so I won

Hundreds on choppers, the meat is a throwback
Spot in Miami, I'm freein' Lil Kodak
Bool on the Lamb' that matches my zodiac
I'm havin' Zoom calls back of the Maybach (hello?)
If it ain't 'bout millions let me be excused
Don't disrespect me nigga thinkin' it's cool
No fucks should be toleratin' in the crew
And we don't make Worldstar, we make the news
And everythin' mafia (mafia)
And everythin' profitable
I don't see nothin' from stoppin' us
My bitch want a Birkin, I'm coppin' 'em (coppin' 'em)
Lil' dawg want a body, he droppin' 'em
Baguettie the chain, make it look different
Bustdown 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 listenin' (hop out)
The trap been producin' a hundred a day
Bagg been chargin' a hunnid a day (a hunnid)
Youngsta gon' keep a hunnid in the K
Another hunnid 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 you in the front of that Wraith for real
Your boyfriend an opp, but you safe for real

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'm like lil' shawty, I'm feelin' your body
Bought her a Cuban, the pendant say Gotti