Germ Brand New Rollie Lyrics

[Intro]
I just got a brand new Rollie but I need a mof*cking Audemar (H3)
Aight, can we play that shit one more time? (What's in there?)
Hahaha (Ace)

[Chorus]
Brand new Rollie, need a Audemar Piguet (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas talking down, bet his bitch gon' gimme neck (Yeah, yeah)
Walk down with my shooter, put some shots off in his neck (Bow, bow)
Bitch, I want it all, need it all, want my respect (Yeah)
Brand new Rollie, need a Audemar Piguet (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas talking down, bet his bitch gon' gimme neck (Yeah, yeah)
Walk down with my shooter, put some shots off in his neck (Bow, bow)
Bitch, I want it all, need it all, want my respect (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Walk down with that TEC (Huh), shot 'em in his neck (Boom, boom)
He won't talk that dumb shit no more, bitch, who's next? (Lil' bitch)
Them AR pistols pop, we stepping on heads, them shits gon' pop (Grra)
f*cking the world, I feel like Pac, bitch, come gimme top (Hah)
Who that? Who that? Who that? Who that? Who that dude? (Huh)
Who that ugly nigga? He just walked out with yo' food (Gimme that)
Bitch, I need that gun on my waist, gimme some feedback
I bleed black, pull up on yo' block, bitch, I need that (Baad shit)

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Why these niggas tripping, boy, I'm higher than a lier (f*ck)
Beating that hoe from the back, that ass look just like a pear (f*ck)
Why these niggas tripping, boy, I'm higher than a lier (f*ck)
Beating that hoe from the back, that ass look just like a pear (f*ck)
[Chorus]
Brand new Rollie, need a Audemar Piguet (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas talking down, bet his bitch gon' gimme neck (Yeah, yeah)
Walk down with my shooter, put some shots off in his neck (Bow, bow)
Bitch, I want it all, need it all, want my respect (Yeah)
Brand new Rollie, need a Audemar Piguet (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas talking down, bet his bitch gon' gimme neck (Yeah, yeah) Walk down with my shooter, put some shots off in his neck (Bow, bow)
Bitch, I want it all, need it all, want my respect (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Why these p*ssy bitches playing, bitch, I'm charged up, feel like Raiden (Bow, bow)
I'm a raider, came to bring these plates but y'all be hating (Grra, boom)
Hops and big Berettas, dripping harder, gunning, see ya later (Huh)
Robbed 'em and I double back, slime or die I'm 'bout my paper (Huh)
Brand new Rollie, bet that lil' bitch right here wet (Hah)
Bussing, bitch, I'm bussing, bitch, I think I dumped in it (Hah)
I'm kinda reckless but I'm rocking, who the f*ck gon' snatch my necklace? Ayy (Boom, boom, boom)
Popped out, slowed up, Texas, ayy, swinging for the fences, ayy (Yo)

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Why these niggas tripping, bitch, I'm tripping like a pier (Huh)
Having all these mof*cking carats in my ear (Yeah, yeah)
Why these niggas tripping, bitch, I'm tripping like a pier (Yeah, yeah)
Having all these mof*cking carats in my ear (Huh?)
[Chorus]
Brand new Rollie, need a Audemar Piguet (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas talking down, bet his bitch gon' gimme neck (Yeah, yeah)
Walk down with my shooter, put some shots off in his neck (Bow, bow)
Bitch, I want it all, need it all, want my respect (Yeah)
Brand new Rollie, need a Audemar Piguet (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas talking down, bet his bitch gon' gimme neck (Yeah, yeah)
Walk down with my shooter, put some shots off in his neck (Bow, bow)
Bitch, I want it all, need it all, want my respect (Baad shit, yeah)

[Outro]
Brand new Rollie, need a Audemar Piguet, ayy
Niggas talking down, bet his bitch gon' gimme neck, ayy
Walk down with my shooter, put some shots off in his neck, ayy
Bitch, I want it all, need it—