New Tradition (Bonus Track)

Yeah, yeah
Ayy, I lift an arm up on the Fisker Karma
Bring that beef right to your street like you want some shawarma
Were not in love, were not in love
Were not in love, were not in love, ooh, yeah
Mount Fuji wrist, yeah, too much drip, yeah
Too delish, I made both em kiss (Mwah)
We got pots, we got scales, like we fryin fish
I got pints not on sale, my dealer my dietician
Like a ***** who wont get married, well, you wont be missed
Hundred thousand at the judge to get the case dismissed
I touch way too many hundreds, got blue fingerprints
All this water in my chains, they playin battleship
Were not in love, were not in love
Were not in love, were not in love
Were not in love, were not in love
Were not in love, were not in love, yeah
Mount Fuji wrist, cut the foolishness
I baptized my wrist in VVs, a brand new tradition
She wanna see just how Im livin, buy a movie ticket
My fingerprint all on them hundreds, *****, I do forensics (Yeah)
Everything high fashion, two thousand for my fabrics
Cartier eyeglass, I see you ridin past
I ****** her like Im in a rush, her body an hourglass
I told her drop on both of her knees, Im tryna do arts and crafts (Yeah)
She suck me til I prune, my Louis Jeff Koons
I pour a two stick on my side like Im in a saloon
My crib the highest level up, reach my room by the loon
She said she starving, stuck her hand inmy Fruit of the Loom, but...
Were not in love, were not in love
Were not in love, were not in love
Were not in love, were not in love
Were not in love, were not in love