Letra de New Money - Calvin Harris

(Feat. 21 Savage)

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?" 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 chartered it

Tryna 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

Ridin' in a coupe (21), tryna find a route (Yeah)

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

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

Rap niggas come around 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)

Lil' 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 chartered it

Tryna 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 chartered it

Tryna hit your main thing

Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got a hot TEC

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

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