Haze got the fucking sauce
(Bitch, I'm brand new)

Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada, Bb Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler, but I'll still give you hell
'Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt, yeah
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada, Bb Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler, but I'll still give you hell
'Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt, yeah

And I threw so money dollars in the wishing well (Wishing well)
Now, I keep a couple baddies, I don't kiss and tell (Kiss and tell)
Now the pack coming in like I deliver mail (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I could really show you how to live, for real (Live, for real)
And I know way more than I probablyshould
Yeah I risk it all, so my Mama's good
And these fuckers over here, they got me misunderstood
They could never comprehend just what this shit took
They ain't really 'bout it, they just playing the part
Had a really bad feeling they was fake from the start
Yeah, I fell in love with money, it ain't breakin my heart
You ain't never gonna shine if you afraid of the dark

Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada, Bb Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler, but I'll still give you hell
'Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt, yeah

Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada, Bb Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler, but I'll still give you hell
'Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt, yeah
Bitch, I'm brand new
Yeah, I'm feeling myself
Got my baby wrapped in Prada, Bb Simmons on the belt, yeah
This ain't Tyson Riddler, but I'll still give you hell
'Cause I was down bad and you knew how I felt, yeah