Brand New 911

(Grrt)

Woo, uh-uh, yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Yeah (Badmon, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot (Skrrt)

It ain't even cost me a lot, yeah

Took that ***** back to the block, to the block

Heard a nigga just got, uh

(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

The God within me won't allow these niggas to contempt me

I keep the peace, full squeezin' 'til my clip is empty (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

They resent me 'cause I'm countin' all these blessings heaven sent me (Woo, ah)

I copped the 911 (Yeah), now I'm thinkin' 'bout the Bentley (Skrrt, right)

You get me? I had to takе this shit, nobody let me (Nobody)

Except mе (Yeah), so I could give a shit if you accept me (Yeah)

One thing that's for sure, *****, you gon' respect me (Right)

Look, I'ma flex, do your best not to sweat the technique (No)

'Cause behind the smoke in mirrors, niggas all reflect me (They all)

And I would **** with you ******* if my aura let me (At all)

Or if you all would just tune into my frequencies (Yeah)

We expose the secrecy, screamin', "Rest in peace to Steve" (Rest in peace)

If you don't got the power, you just gotta peek and see for yourself

'Cause when you stay connected to source, you won't need nothin' else

Still, I went and copped me the Porsche, just for my mental health

I guess I couldn't help myself (Skrrt), I'm screamin' out

Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot (Skrrt)

It ain't even cost me a lot, yeah (Woo)

Took that ***** back to the block, to the block

Heard a nigga just got got, uh (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, woo)

Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot (Skrrt)

It ain't even cost me a lot, yeah (Woo)

Took that ***** back to the block, to the block

Heard a nigga just got got, uh (Boom, boom, boom)

Ayo, you in Dior pictures until you

The first time I got knocked was on [?]

I'ma feed chef and **** before you

Prolly in the Bentley truck, spoiled

All your base out of space, if I'm livin' then I'm loyal

911 with the wing, couple bodies on the scene

That's when they had the face but the body was Janine

That's when feds had that steam, just missed me by a second

Now my nigga locked, stressin', made his locker look like Precious

Shoot that chopper, send that message, it's our block now

(It's our block now)

Shoot that chopper, send that message, it's our block now

(It's our block now)

Ayo, watch how I aviate, Benz drive from '88 (Skrrt)

My nigga got thirty years left, he doin' day-for-day (Ah)

Brand New 911 by Joey Bada$$, Westside Gunn from the album 2000. He don't give a ****, he on his bunk drinkin' Ace of Spades

[?] just came home, we had our tears tailor-made