New Shit (feat. 40shotztolit) - SlicKBack

Everyone loves you, nobody cares An awful collection of enemies and friends Congratulations to you with sad regrets I'm tired of the old shit, let the new shit begin The psychic pain of living in this world It's overwhelming me, again and again A beautiful afternoon, inside you in your bed I'm tired of the old shit, let the new shit begin Nobody loves you, everyone cares None of them know what's coming 'round the bend Congratulations to me, many happy returns I'm tired of the old shit, let the new shit begin

Tryna find a flame for my fire, I can't burn it out Smoke is cloudin' a fantasy And now we are where we are right now Now we found our way back to each other and turned it around We'll build a hell of a family That's where we are where we are right now On that good shit (ooh, ooh-ooh) Miss me with the bullshit (oh) On that good shit (ooh, ooh-ooh) Miss me with the bullshit (oh) Now the tables are turnin', emotions are burnin' It's drivin' you crazy I'm sick and tired of the fightin', wasn't part of the plan Now it's out of my hands Missed calls in the middle of the night I can feel somethin' ain't right I done had enough of it Ain't no need to fake the funk in my bedroom 'Cause we be on that good shit, yeah-yeah, yeah (ooh, ooh-ooh) (You can miss me) Miss me with the bullshit (We stay on that) On that good shit (oh, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh) Miss me with the bullshit (yeah) Miss me We been goin' back and forth, up and down He say, she say, 'round and 'round Break up, make up, fight then fuck Hundred reasons just to stick around A-list digits, tryna be right Sleepin' back to back in the bed, up for the whole night Ooh, toxic energy Ooh, we spillin' gasoline And I done had enough of it Ain't no need to fake the funk in my bedroom On that good shit (yeah, ooh, ooh-ooh) (Girl, miss me with my, oh-oh) Miss me with the bullshit, yeah (But we be) On that good shit (ooh, ooh-ooh) (On that bullshit, on that bullshit, bullshit, ooh-ooh, yeah) Miss me with the bullshit (oh)

(Wow) 'Toy con mi bro, con mi sangre Antes que estar broke, mejor me desangre ¿Qué tengo en la copa? Adivinaste Houdini shit, aparece al instante Si llama la A.F.I.P, soy solo estudiante (Hahaha) Me vuelvo cray' cuando estoy en el booth Mi bro con los packs, tiene ese boof Estos raperos están llenos de bullshit Mi twiz quema droga que parece Bullrich (Wow) Mis bolsillos 'tan full Dos double cup y ya veo to' en blur Pongo la plata a twerkear, un temblor Me ves por la calle vestido de sport Viene otra tanda, ya viene el transporte Esto es Fuck fame, mejor que te comportes (Wow) Mi puta es mala y boujee (Se!) Hablan de Smoke como si fuese Woo (Pop) 'Toy 'tan helado que me siento Gucci (Burr) 'Toy 'tan arriba que me siento like, wow! Pour four más (Huh?) Por los racks (Huh) Vos vas dumb (Huh?) Y yo voy dumb hard (Yeah) (Wow) 'Toy con mi bro, con mi sangre Antes que estar broke, mejor me desangre ¿Qué tengo en la copa? Adivinaste Houdini shit, ando con Clúster (Yeah) Vos queres algo así vale ten thousand (Ha) Antes de yo estar broke me pongo en pause 'Toy buscando ese guap con mi pe causa Ese guap aparece en un instante (Brrr) Yeah, wow Esta plata blue and yello-ow Doin' money by my own lil hoe (Damn) En la cuenta sumo cero-o-oh (Si!) Te diseño el pantalón lil hoe (Lil hoe) Con mi compa hacemos jazz, wow Con mi compa fumo gas, strong (It's strong) Yo no quiero fama, never! (Never!) Yo no quiero ese fucking clout (No) No soy carpintero, estoy fumando woo-o-od (Uuh-uh) Orgulloso de mi flush (Uuh-uh, uh) Con mi slime yo fumo Ku-u-u-kush! (Kush) Estamos en Kuala Lumpu-u-u-ur! No soy carpintero estoy fumando woo-o-od (Uh, uh, uh) No soy carpintero, en el bolsillo tengo cien horneros (Haha) Tengo el queso, lil hoe, soy pizzero (Brrr) Sipping mud, mi vaso parece un chiquero (Ha!) Houdini shit, vos te pensas que es fake Te la vamos a dar por traicionero (Por gil) Mi bro no se que tenia en el vaso Pero ahora esta hablando en hebreo (Habibi) Vos ni de cerca estas en el nivel Me llega ropa por el correo, uh (Brrrrr) (Drumgod)