Letra de New Sofas - Joyner Lucas

(Feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Uh, it's hot in this bitch, I need to turn the motherfuckin' AC on

(Joyner, Joyner, Joyner) ADHD 2

Uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh

Brrr, ayy

Joyner

Yeah, ayy

Yeah, woo, uh

I don't know about you, but I got motion

Can't fuck up my vibe, I'm coastin'

This a big yacht, new sofas

To be frank, I don't even do oceans

Split waves like a nigga knew Moses

I need brains like I need new focus

And Cole told me she ain't wanna be saved

She wanna get trained like she need new coaches

I'm chosen, it's a light work

If the jewelry don't shine, hope the lights work

That's a light verse

If your hands can't bang, hope your knife work

Say you got big bling, what's your ice worth?

Ain't no ice on my chain, it's a iceberg

Throw dirt on my name, then it might work (What?)

But if not, you might end up on a white shirt

Niggas trippin' on lean, I ain't takin' no sips

Fuck a vacation, I ain't takin' no trips

When shit was gettin' real, I was makin' those flips

Was me and myself, I ain't came with no clique

Back outside when the water runs dry

All you niggas get fried, I ain't makin' no fish

2025, I'm breakin' your dish

Takin' your bitch (Bop)

We got smoke, you and your gang versus G.I. Joes

Crazy-ass niggas, let the meat-eyes know

Got a Glock named Ricky, live the vida loc'

Blessed by the Lord and we got close

Even Jesus ride with me in the Diablo

You hatin'-ass niggas, just some biatch hoes

Ever since I got rich, they say, "He got chosen"

I don't know about you, but I got motion

Can't fuck up my vibe, I'm rollin'

She don't fuck the first night, I'm ghostin'

They ain't talkin' money, adios then

These niggas gon' lie, we know it

These bitches gon' cry me oceans

Put your drinks in the sky, keep toastin'

They ain't talkin' money, adios then

I don't know about you, but I got motion

Can't fuck up my vibe, I'm coastin'

This a big yacht, new sofas

To be frank, I don't even do oceans

Split waves like a nigga knew Moses

I need brains like I need new focus

And Cole told me she ain't wanna be saved

She wanna get trained like she need new coaches

I don't know about you, but I got motion

Can't fuck up my vibe, I'm rollin'

She don't fuck the first night, I'm ghostin'

They ain't talkin' money, adios then

These niggas gon' lie, we know it

These bitches gon' cry me oceans

Put your drinks in the sky, keep toastin'

We poppin' no Ibuprofen, oh woah

Hate to see me comin'

Sippin' on the four to feel somethin'

Yeah, I'm back sippin'

Thousand dollar tee on, bitch

Same as the weave on a bitch

Heaven got a stitch

These hoes be hit or miss

I cannot talk, I'm getting kissed, she not my bitch

I done showed up, I'm on sand, at the beach

Told her gon' cry in your Camry, oh

Tied up my bitches, God as my witness

I'm mindin' my business, OJ and Hendricks, oh

And she sippin' the same thing

Matchin' Cartier plain jane

But we still not the same

I'm in a 500 drivin' the same

Oh, woah

Tied up my bitches, God as my witness

I'm mindin' my business, OJ and Hendricks, oh

And she sippin' the same thing

Matchin' Cartier plain jane

But we still not the same

I come through violent and drivin' the same, oh

Oh, woah

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