New-Clothes Lyrics

Been dressed to my new clothes

No Fucks given if a nigga don't like these new clothes

No bitch gon' make me change up my style

And no new brands gon' make me switch up my smile

These hoes got me smellin' on my shirt

Only got one sponsor and that bitch on my fur

No God blessed, no God blessed these clothes

That's why they authentic from limbo I suppose

Facin' fire with a whip from Atlanta

These bitches wanna fuck but I ain't wont with no camera

These drinks they not for free any longer

And bitch I wanna drink somethin' stronger

Lactose intolerant, these hoes sugary I'm lackin the tolerance, oh

Fall out with a bitch, she always been lackin

She's not no wrestler but she's damn good at actin

Yeah, this tour better leave my clothes stainless

Cause if it don't, I'm gonna need some replacements

No girl more important than my underwear

This shit brand new, that bitch been worn by other men

Like stained clothes, you can't cheat me with stained hoes

Surrounded by these fans like I'm on a game show

And all these people they all want the same clothes

Same flows and now I'm in the front, that's how the game goes

Been dressed to my new clothes

No Fucks given if a nigga don't like these new clothes

No bitch gon' make me change up my style

And no new brands gon' make me switch up my smile

These hoes got me smellin' on my shirt

Only got one sponsor and that bitch on my fur

No God blessed, no God blessed these clothes

That's why they authentic from limbo I suppose

Your name on the front side, magazine label

Got your ass imprinted for the first time

How can you be so damn heartless

A heartbeat is what my heart says

And all I wanna tell people is all about my past

But my future's so damn bright they don't even dare to ask

And I know how it feels to be stuck

Gazing at my sex appeal

These clothes been my new sensation

My hourly praise, I'll never change em I'm acting out my outcomes and trying different

Outfits

I'm in the mirror posing like this shit am I lonely?

I drove all the bitches to change their clothes

I drove all the bitches to change their clothes

But there's one lone thing that I didn't know

They weren't praising me but my brand new clothes

Been dressed to my new clothes

No Fucks given if a nigga don't like these new clothes

No bitch gon' make me change up my style

And no new brands gon' make me switch up my smile

These hoes got me smellin' on my shirt

Only got one sponsor and that bitch on my fur

No God blessed, no God blessed these clothes

That's why they authentic from limbo I suppose