Album Cover New Money

New Money

Calvin Harris

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Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gucci on me, check (21), Hermes check, (Check)

Louis V, check, yeah, Fendi cost a check (Yeah)

Diamonds on my neck (Yeah), I make your bitch wet (Yeah)

Treat me like a king (Yeah), no disrespect (21)

Show you how to ball (Ball), meet me at the mall (Mall)

She said, "Why you bark?" (Bark), Bitch, I′m a dog (Roof)

Went and bought a Rari (21), left the shit parked (Parked)

I ain't with the Twitter shit, I let it spark (Fah)

Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits

You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit

′Sippin Hi-Tech and I got a hot TEC

I got new money, it ain't even out yet

You went bought a plane ticket, but I charted it

Tyna hit your main thing, let me borrow it

'Sippin Hi-Tech and I got a hot TEC

I got new money, it ain′t even out yet

Riding in a coupe (21), tryna find a route (Yeah)

Draco in the seat make you chinken noodle soup (Yeah)

Jumped out the stu (Yeah), never wore a suite (21)

Rap niggas come arounde savage, get screwed (On God)

Fuck my best partner, make the bitch drop him (On God)

Never sold drugs, nigga, I′m a robber (Yeah)

Little bitch bother, hit dawg, holler

Hit my first lick, went and bought a Marni collar (On God)

Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits

You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit

'Sippin Hi-Tech and I got a hot TEC

I got new money, it ain′t even out yet

You went bought a plane ticket, but I charted it

Tyna hit your main thing, let me borrow it

'Sippin Hi-Tech and I got a hot TEC

I got new money, it ain′t even out yet

Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits

You domestic, all I ride is foreign shit

'Sippin Hi-Tech and I got a hot TEC

I got new money, it ain′t even out yet

You went bought a plane ticket, but I charted it

Tyna hit your main thing

'Sippin Hi-Tech and I got a hot TEC

I got new money, it ain't even out yet