Lyrics Brand New Nikes - Matlock
Guess
who's
back
fucker,
roll
that
weed
up
Engineer
please
turn
the
god
damn
beat
up
Cat's
ridin'
tails
on
your
man
tuxedo
Yo
I
signed
a
hundred
rappers
but
I
ain't
gon
feed
ya
This
my
new
shit
I'm
back
in
business
If
you
didn't
get
this
you're
on
my
shit
list
I'm
at
your
doormat
like
Jehova's
Witness
With
Balboa
gloves
read'
to
go
the
distance
Fly
pig
up
in
this
Haters
are
nervous
Thinkin'
I'm
a
say
they
little
name
in
my
verses
I
ain't
a
manic
tho
I'm
a
man
with
purpose
If
I
shitted
on
somebody
then
they
prolly
deserved
it
Bags
of
that
purp
shit,
OG
Kush
Tell
your
friends
about
them
yo
but
this
the
shush
This
rap
game
Imma
beat
around
the
bush
I'm
the
new
Jessie
Jacks
operation
push
Brand
New
Nikes
on
Brand
new
hat
Fresh
out
your
bitch
with
a
brand
new
rap
Knock
knock
motherfucker
guess
who's
back
With
some
shit
for
your
ass
Where
the
fuck
y'all
at?
These
girls
like
you're
such
a
fuckin'
asshole
Matt
Cause
I'm
with
the
next
chick
in
an
eleven
minutes
flat
Fans
give
me
dap
then
I
sign
an
autograph
sayin
"Thanks
for
the
support,
one
love,
and
all
that"
Some
cats
hang
around
smokin'
my
cigarettes
and
Stressin'
me
out
askin'
all
sorts
of
questions
You
wanna
know
the
secrets
of
my
magic
like
Kreskin
Like
I'm
gonna
break
down
now
and
start
confessin'
Here's
a
question
people
ask
a
lot
"How
you
write
your
rhymes?"
You
wanna
rap
then
watch
I
smoke
massive
blocks
of
hash
and
pot
Till
I
float
through
space
like
an
astronaut
Then
I
scribble
on
the
page
and
the
track
is
hot
Then
I
wave
on
them
haters
like
a
traffic
cop
Mr.
Show
Promoter
better
have
my
guap
I'm
a
motherfucker
just
like
my
bastard
pops
Brand
New
nikes
Brand
new
hat
Fresh
out
the
booth
with
a
brand
new
track
That's
right
motherfuckers
guess
who's
back
With
some
shit
for
your
ass,
where
the
fuck
y'all
at?
Everybody
talkin'
bout
ya
boy
ain't
right
Cause
I
cross
out
tags
in
the
broad
daylight
I
built
my
name
outta
bricks
not
hype
Respect
the
architect
Frank
Lloyd
Wright
My
first
two
shits
had
hits
accidentally
Moonshine
two
times
as
strong
as
your
Henessey
Mixtape
sick
straight
through
to
the
endin
G
2707
crime
of
the
century
Mention
me
in
the
tale
of
this
town
Bring
some
motherfuckers
if
you
comin
for
this
clown
Swim
with
the
big
fish
you
bound
to
drizzown
Middle
finger
up
never
turn
my
shit
down
I'll
get
down
til
I'm
up
in
a
cage
Got
paid,
no
one's
seen
me
in
a
couple
of
days
Puffin
haze
cuffin
strays
Son
I'm
stuck
in
my
ways
Ain't
dumb
in
brains,
I'm
just
too
fuckin
stubborn
to
change
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