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Jace Iayze - Get That New Shit Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, go, go (Go, rrr-rrr, Cray on this beat, uh)
Ayy, that's that shit (Rrr-rrr)
Ayy, what it is (Real Murda Worth shit I'm talm 'bout)
Nigga, what it is? (Bitch, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, hop out and— (Real Murda Worth shit, uh)
Ayy

[Chorus]
Go get that album, nigga, why you steady tryna talk 'bout Jace? (Talk 'bout Jace, bitch, ayy)
We hit up that floor, we seen him drop, we don't need no case (We don't need no case)
My chop' be fully, I be like, "Damn, how the fuck it came to this?" (It came to this)
Press the gas so hard, it damn near broke, how the fuck I race (How the fuck I—)
Oh, we on more racks then we on his ass, his whole block under attack (Under attack)
In the top floor building, the clouds keep passin', I don't even know how to act (Bitch)
And we dumpin' like, nigga, get back (Get back)
And she fuckin', she know where I'm at (I'm at)
And that nigga don't know how to shoot (Rrr-rrr)
That pussy just know how to rap, c'mere (Rrr-rrr-rrr, uh, rap)

[Verse]
Go get that album, nigga, buy it, fuck just streamin' (Fuck just streamin')
I'm Top Kid powers, nigga, chopper mini and I mean it (M' and I mean it)
I flame up sour, nigga, then I leave the bitch right there leakin' (Right there, rrr-rrr)
My lil' bro smoke on dope, you would think he said fuck just breathin' (Bitch, ayy)
Cujo, that's my bro, say his name so I they know they see it (So I they know they see it)
Matte black Cullinan Rolls, the one with new red seats in it (New red seats in it)
Hop out, we gettin' him gone, we crashin' out like every season (Like every season)
Dee do high speeds, he think it's fun when you try leavin' (Rrr-rrr, leavin', ayy)
[Chorus]
Go get that album, nigga, why you steady tryna talk 'bout Jace? (Bitch, stream it)
We hit up that floor, we seen him drop, we don't need no case (Bitch, stream it)
My chop' be fully, I be like, "Damn, how the fuck it came to this?" (Bitch, stream it)
Press the gas so hard, it damn near broke, how the fuck I race (Bitch, stream it)
Oh, we on more racks then we on his ass, his whole block under attack (Bitch, stream it)
In the top floor building, the clouds keep passin', I don't even know how to act (Bitch, stream it)
And we dumpin' like, nigga, get back (Bitch, stream it)
And she fuckin', she know where I'm at (Bitch, stream it)
And that nigga don't know how to shoot (Bitch, stream it)
That pussy just know how to rap, c'mere (Bitch, stream it)