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New Clothes
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New Clothes was released on May 22, 2026 by Warner Records as a part of the album Y'all Won
May 22, 2026
LabelWarner Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM80
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Man
(Gang, gang, gang)
Hahaha, I'm 'bout to cry dog
(I'm busy)
(Man fuck that shit)
I'm too cold on 'em (what)
Got two hoes on ‘em
I'm sippin' by myself
A junkie gettin' lonely (ooh)
I'm goin' on shoppin sprees
Puttin' new clothes on me (why?)
I'm rich with no diploma
I used to be broke, no longer (yeah)
I pour so dark, it's spooky, shit just scare me half to death (boo)
Got racks in all my pockets, held my pants up like a belt
This bitch with me so bad, I'm givin' her cash to clear her debt (shh)
I don't care about no diet ****, my stash gettin' fat (**** my stash gettin' fat)
They just made one call I'm movin' a hundred bags with no help (bags with no help)
I done ran my check so long, I'm havin' a asthma attack
How the fuck you love that ho? She gettin' that head for racks (huh?)
You know I'm tryna fuck, Chrome Heart got sex on the path
Bitch, I ain't got no problems, playin' with me, then they're suicidal (yeah)
Pills they got me wired, I'm tryna fuck the bitch that bring the bottle (yeah)
I'm just like a model, I'm too wavy like I'm from Bahamas (what?)
Maximus designer cup so dirty it's with me in the shower
I'm too cold on 'em (huh?)
Got two hoes on me (****)
I'm goin' on shoppin' sprees
Puttin' new clothes on me (I do)
I'm sippin' by myself
That junkie gettin' lonely (that junkie by himself)
I'm rich with no diploma
I used to be broke, no longer
Them boys ain't got no conscious
Spin yo bend to shoot yo momma
My plug he really a farmer show you a field full of exotic
My bitch a supermodel she only nasty when we private (eughh)
I really could blow a comma it make me mad when **** be frontin' (really mad)
I really be laughing at you, **** is jokes like Osiris
She thinkin' I'm handsome now cuz I was with 42 in the Urus
I'm givin' her cash making her upgrade her swag I'm her stylist (who?)
I'm wearing this fashion came with Euro tags it's from Paris
I'm switching the roster traded all my average for the bad bitches
I'm cutttin' off all my ties you saying too much hatin' ass shit
My uncle straight out the feds, he servin' still that **** a savage
I'm candy paintin' cars like Pimp my Ride I'm not Xzibit
I'm too cold on 'em (****)
Got two hoes on me (what?)
I'm goin' on shoppin' sprees
Puttin' new clothes on me (stop, stop playin')
I'm sippin' by myself
That junkie gettin' lonely
I got rich with no diploma
I used to be broke, no longer ****
Gang, gang you know what the fuck goin' on
Hold on, I wasn't talking to your ass ****, man
Written by: Gabriel Calaciura, Karon Vantrees
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