New Obstacles Songtext
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New Obstacles Songtext
YB on the beat
Every day it′s a new obstacle
Every day it's a new obstacle
Every day it′s a new obstacle
I'm tryna fly to the islands, the tropical
She ate the dick, suck it up like a popsicle
Coupe S550, hop out the audible
We got so many sticks, you would think it's impossible
We made a scene on they block, it was horrible
So many racks, I got stacks ′cause I′m logical
And the chop' got a wave with me, bitch, I′m unstoppable
You can't fuck with this drip, bitch, it′s new Cartier
Situations don't matter, we shoot everywhere
You ain′t sendin' them shots, nigga, shoot in the air
I just walked out the show with Off-White and Moncler
Twenty bands, get 'em gone in the blink of an eye
No, I can′t say too much, but that pressure apply
That bitch take me for bad and I′m wonderin' why
Tryna get to the top, we stuck under the sky
Every day I′m tryna hit shit
We got them choppers, lil' nigga, that big shit
And I′m cocky, got bitches, lil' nigga, I′m big lit
And the trappers Draco and big T, they got big hits
Put the pot on the stove, beat the bowl with my wrist whip
'Member back in the day, bitches wasn't on this dick
Now my pockets got swollen, lil′ nigga, I′m big rich
I was down, I was broke, had to make me a big switch
I'ma keep breakin′ the bank 'til the day that I die
I been goin′ through shit so that's why I be high
We got cutters, gon′ spark like it's Fourth of July
What's the use of that bitch if she ain′t gon′ supply?
And the doors to the whip open up like it fly
I'ma cool on the opp if them niggas gon′ hide
We gon' bool on the block until it′s time to slide
What's the use of them choppers if you ain′t gon' ride?
And we don't do new niggas, don′t matter ′bout who it is
I remember them nights when I thought I was through with this
Four pockets full, I bet you wouldn't know what to do with this
I′ma send me a hit, nigga, I ain't gon′ send a diss
Twelve hit the block, hit the trap, yeah, they sent the blitz
Up the pole with the grip, hollow gave him a big kiss
You ain't holdin′ me up from the check, gotta get the chips
Spin on the rip, hoppin' out and we hittin' shit
Every day it′s a new obstacle
I′m tryna fly to the islands, the tropical
She ate the dick, suck it up like a popsicle
Coupe S550, hop out the audible
We got so many sticks, you would think it's impossible
We made a scene on they block, it was horrible
So many racks, I got stacks ′cause I'm logical
And the chop′ got a wave with me, bitch, I'm unstoppable
You can′t fuck with this drip, bitch, it's new Cartier
Situations don't matter, we shoot everywhere
You ain′t sendin′ them shots, nigga, shoot in the air
I just walked out the show with Off-White and Moncler
Twenty bands, get 'em gone in the blink of an eye
No, I can′t say too much, but that pressure apply
That bitch take me for bad and I'm wonderin′ why
Tryna get to the top, we stuck under the sky
Every day it's a new obstacle
Every day it′s a new obstacle
Every day it's a new obstacle
Every day it′s a new obstacle
I'm tryna fly to the islands, the tropical
She ate the dick, suck it up like a popsicle
Coupe S550, hop out the audible
We got so many sticks, you would think it's impossible
We made a scene on they block, it was horrible
So many racks, I got stacks ′cause I′m logical
And the chop' got a wave with me, bitch, I′m unstoppable
You can't fuck with this drip, bitch, it′s new Cartier
Situations don't matter, we shoot everywhere
You ain′t sendin' them shots, nigga, shoot in the air
I just walked out the show with Off-White and Moncler
Twenty bands, get 'em gone in the blink of an eye
No, I can′t say too much, but that pressure apply
That bitch take me for bad and I′m wonderin' why
Tryna get to the top, we stuck under the sky
Every day I′m tryna hit shit
We got them choppers, lil' nigga, that big shit
And I′m cocky, got bitches, lil' nigga, I′m big lit
And the trappers Draco and big T, they got big hits
Put the pot on the stove, beat the bowl with my wrist whip
'Member back in the day, bitches wasn't on this dick
Now my pockets got swollen, lil′ nigga, I′m big rich
I was down, I was broke, had to make me a big switch
I'ma keep breakin′ the bank 'til the day that I die
I been goin′ through shit so that's why I be high
We got cutters, gon′ spark like it's Fourth of July
What's the use of that bitch if she ain′t gon′ supply?
And the doors to the whip open up like it fly
I'ma cool on the opp if them niggas gon′ hide
We gon' bool on the block until it′s time to slide
What's the use of them choppers if you ain′t gon' ride?
And we don't do new niggas, don′t matter ′bout who it is
I remember them nights when I thought I was through with this
Four pockets full, I bet you wouldn't know what to do with this
I′ma send me a hit, nigga, I ain't gon′ send a diss
Twelve hit the block, hit the trap, yeah, they sent the blitz
Up the pole with the grip, hollow gave him a big kiss
You ain't holdin′ me up from the check, gotta get the chips
Spin on the rip, hoppin' out and we hittin' shit
Every day it′s a new obstacle
I′m tryna fly to the islands, the tropical
She ate the dick, suck it up like a popsicle
Coupe S550, hop out the audible
We got so many sticks, you would think it's impossible
We made a scene on they block, it was horrible
So many racks, I got stacks ′cause I'm logical
And the chop′ got a wave with me, bitch, I'm unstoppable
You can′t fuck with this drip, bitch, it's new Cartier
Situations don't matter, we shoot everywhere
You ain′t sendin′ them shots, nigga, shoot in the air
I just walked out the show with Off-White and Moncler
Twenty bands, get 'em gone in the blink of an eye
No, I can′t say too much, but that pressure apply
That bitch take me for bad and I'm wonderin′ why
Tryna get to the top, we stuck under the sky
Every day it's a new obstacle
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