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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stack Boy Twaun
Stack Boy Twaun
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's a brand new day, plus the birds out here chirpin'
[Verse 2]
It's a brand new day and the birds they chirpin'
It's a brand new day, plus my Nextel chirpin'
Y'all **** got work but you ain't never ever workin'
Got work but you ain't never ever working
Throw money in the club when you know yo' pockets hurtin'
Why you playin' when you know yo' pockets hurtin'?
[Verse 3]
It's a brand new day and the birds they chirpin'
It's a brand new day, plus my Nextel chirpin'
Y'all **** got work but you ain't never ever workin'
Got work but you ain't never ever working
Throw money in the club when you know yo' pockets hurtin'
Why you playin' when you know yo' pockets hurtin'?
[Verse 4]
It's a brand new day, got brand new bitches
Wrapping up chickens, I'm leaning, I feel like I'm falling
But really I'm trippin'
Only wear Bally's when I rock the Bentley
Gas so loud, y'all **** can't hear me
Pull out that Klaw, know they gonna feel me
Whipping that Brittney, that Whitney, that Lindsey
Like I'm a chemist, treat 'em like dentist
You showing your Benjis on Instagram flexing
Maybe tonight, but ain't got a session
I hate to be you 'cause I know it's depressing
Must think it's a salad the way that I'm dressing
I walk up in Neiman, I see it I cop it
I pull out my pocket, you pull out your wallet
Who you impressing, you know you ain't got it
Diggin' through pockets, changing the topic
**** just stop it
It hurt me to see you ain't got it
Make me want come out my pocket
I'ma get it back 'cause a **** got a sack
So my lil' double cup got filled full of the Act
Young **** got brick squad, we crack
If a **** talking back, I'm aiming the strap
It's a brand new day, in a brand new whip
And a brand new 45 sitting on my lap
[Verse 5]
It's a brand new day and the birds they chirpin'
It's a brand new day, plus my Nextel chirpin'
Y'all **** got work but you ain't never ever workin'
Got work but you ain't never ever working
Throw money in the club when you know yo' pockets hurtin'
Why you playin' when you know yo' pockets hurtin'?
[Verse 6]
Aye, it's a brand new day and the birds are chirpin'
It's a brand new day, plus my Nextel chirpin'
Y'all **** got work but you ain't never ever workin'
Got work but you ain't never ever working
Throw money in the club when you know yo' pockets hurtin'
Why you playin' when you know yo' pockets hurtin'?
[Verse 7]
Aye holdup Takeoff, you see that ****? holdup, holdup
It's a brand new **** on the block
Hit his ass with a brand new Glock
Knock 'em off the block like he playing hopscotch
My **** is crazy, we keep the new babies
We ride in Mercedes keep track like the 80s
They cookin', they whippin', they slavin'
I ride 'round the city screaming, mama, we made it
I'm busting them bricks out the wrapper
Too hot for a trapper, so now I'm a rapper
My pot too big, got too much water
So I skrt-skrt with a boat paddle
I see you running with a sack
Quavo the linebacker so I had to make a tackle
Got Migos in Mexico right now
Putting 50 bricks on a horse saddle
I'm serving them patients, my money is ancient
My diamonds are looking like I bought the ice glacier
Addicted to paper, I'm moving to Cali
I roll me a blunt and I go watch the Lakers
So much gas you'll need a ventilator
My house so big got marijuana acres
Pots and the pans, Quavo the baker
Molly in the jar, look like a saltshaker
[Verse 8]
It's a brand new day and the birds they chirpin'
It's a brand new day, plus my Nextel chirpin'
Y'all **** got work but you ain't never ever workin'
Got work but you ain't never ever working
Throw money in the club when you know yo' pockets hurtin'
Why you playin' when you know yo' pockets hurtin'?
[Verse 9]
It's a brand new day and the birds they chirpin'
It's a brand new day, plus my Nextel chirpin'
Y'all **** got work but you ain't never ever workin'
Got work but you ain't never ever working
Throw money in the club when you know yo' pockets hurtin'
Why you playin' when you know yo' pockets hurtin'?
Written by: Stack Boy Twaun
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