New Age (Tucked)

Intro You make it easy for me shit We some gangsters we some gangsters Cool ooh   Chorus Keep your chain tucked we some gangsters Yous a joke huh yous a prankster Fuck my money up you be in danger Didnt yo momma told you Dont fuck with no strangers Always got it on me even when the jeans skinny Couple million dollars lookin like I hit the lotto Ballin on these hoes Iverson do you feel me Money long Sean Diddy Combs bitch no Bibby   Verse 1 Freestyle my shit no write Pull up on his ass break light Make a nigga exit stage right Nevеr scared no stage fright Choppa on my hip take flight 23 ball likе Mike huh White all on my ice huh you dont wanna know the price huh Dont look at the tags you know that I brag Just look at your bitch as I hit from the back She dont know how to act I pour up Qualitest and I mix with the Act It aint the Act shit for real I love the liquor I love the pills The way it feels uh uh You cant stop me Rollie Hublot what do you want You can watch me 911 when it come to the opps they cant cop me Pull up on his ass look at him Cock it back then drop it No stopwatch but a nigga still stop time uh Aint got a knife nah I got a Glock 9 Tat on my wrist bitch feel like three nines Chiropractor Glock your spine Chorus Keep your chain tucked we some gangsters Yous a joke huh yous a prankster Fuck my money up you be in danger Didnt yo momma told you Dont fuck with no strangers Always got it on me even when the jeans skinny Couple million dollars lookin like I hit the lotto Ballin on these hoes Iverson do you feel me Money long Sean Diddy Combs bitch no Bibby   Verse 2 Brandnew bitch to match my whip I had to change up All girls are the same these hoes be on the same stuff Yo nigga lookin just like a stain we gon take stuff I feel like a broken arm the way I break stuff Ayy shake it up treat it like an oven bake it up Switch it up switch it up I bust on that bitch then I have her friend lick it up Im feelin too rich told you that I do not give a fuck Rockstar shit thats for real Ozzy Osbourne with the pills uh Run up you get hit that choppa bake like happy meals They say I sold my soul for a couple Ms no crappy deal But look at my ex she broke as fuck like How this crappy feel yeah   Chorus Keep your chain tucked we some gangsters Yous a joke huh yous a prankster Fuck my money up you be in danger Didnt yo momma told you Dont fuck with no strangers Always got it on me even when the jeans skinny Couple million dollars lookin like I hit the lotto Ballin on these hoes Iverson do you feel me Money long Sean Diddy Combs bitch no Bibby