Brand New 911 (feat. Westside Gunn)

Woo

Uh-uh, yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot

It ain't even cost me a lot, yeah

Took that bitch back to the block, to the block

Heard a **** just got

(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

The God within me won't allow these **** to attempt me

I keep the piece full, squeeze until my clip is empty

They resent me 'cause I'm countin' all these blessings heaven sent me

I copped the 911, now I'm thinkin' 'bout the Bentley, you get me?

I had to take the shit, nobody lent me, except me

So I can give a fuck if you accept me

One thing that's for sure, bitch, you gon' respect me

Look, I'ma flex, do your best not sweat the technique

'Cause behind the smoke and mirrors **** all reflect me

And I would fuck with your bitches if my aura let me

Or if you all would just tune into my frequencies

We expose the secrecy, screamin', "Rest in Peace to Steez"

We all got the power, you just gotta peek and see for yourself

When you stay connected to source, you won't need nothin' else

Still, I went and copped me the Porsche, just for my mental health

I guess I couldn't help myself, I'm screamin' out

Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot

It ain't even cost me a lot (Yeah, whoop)

Took that bitch back to the block, to the block

Heard a **** just got

(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot

It ain't even cost me a lot (Yeah, whoop)

Took that bitch back to the block, to the block

Heard a **** just got, got

(Boom, boom, boom)

Aye-yo, you in Dior, bitches adore you

The first time I got knocked was on Madison

I'ma feed, chef and dope before you

Body in the Bentley truck, spoiled

All your base, out of space, if I'm livin', then I'm loyal

911 with the wing, couple bodies on the scene

That's when Naya had the face, but the body was Jeanine

That's when feds had that steam

Just missed me by a second

Now my **** locked, stressin'

Made his locker look like Precious

Shoot that chopper, send that message

It's our block now (It's our block now)

Shoot that chopper, send that message

It's our block now, aye-yo

Watch how I aviate, Benz drive from 88'

My **** got thirty years left, he doin' day-for-day

He don't give a fuck, he on his bunk drinkin' Ace of Spades

Sos just came home, we had our Timbs tailor-made