House of Pharaohs & Jme – New Era Lyrics

House of Pharaohs & Jme – New Era Lyrics
New Era
House of Pharaohs & Jme
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    "New Era." - House of Pharaohs & Jme

    Album: New Era - Single
    Track No: 01
    Jeez, what?
    Bap, bap, New Era, durag, no cap, serious? What's that?
    H.O.P., JME, too much for the speakers, push it back
    We need some space, see man in person, blud, don't chat
    See man online, don't @ (alright)
    I could do it on my lonely's (bap, bap)
    No more talking (no more)
    Don't wanna hear no chat
    All I hear is that cap so my ears been folded (fold up)
    I'm hittin' that one and she love the clap too much, I'm ghostin'
    Bad bitch been talkin' that badness, she can hold this, chokin'
    I'm overseas on a holiday, I'm talkin' them numbers, numbers (what?)
    For the money, I'm Forrest Gumpus (shit), I'm chasin', I'm racin'
    Can't fuck with the porkies, no comment in the station
    I gotta do the dash from the bacon
    That guys are unruly, and that's my cut cah we got the juice, no chaser
    We got the vibes out, you can't deny
    We bring the sauce that you can't provide
    If there's a bag then push a reply
    She thinks she's mine, but she knows I lie
    Bussin' it down, put a whip on my finger
    Take your miss with a click of my finger
    I get girl, man don't need Tinder
    Who said the hustle's nice? (sheesh)
    Who said vibes and stepped in the party but brought no vibes (sheesh)
    We got fancy belts like karate, just like the Malis, I got my guys (trust)
    I'm in Bush, but no I'm not camping (sheesh)
    Quick link in west then slide
    Quick link in west then slide (slide)
    I'm the shit, look at the flies (sheesh)
    I'm as pukka as Pukka Pies
    Hit booth and burn down mics
    I might be a main, but she knows that I'm comin' with sides (sheesh)
    They all wanna wear New Era, but we're the new era (facts)
    My brain don't like computin' fuckeries, says "Network error"
    Bap, bap, New Era, durag, no cap, serious? What's that?
    H.O.P, JME, too much for the speakers, push it back
    We need some space, see man in person, blud, don't chat
    See man online, don't @
    Yeah, I like when you do that dance
    She wanna ride me, Tour de France (France)
    You know when I give you that glance
    Fully in awe, she's lovin' my stance
    They're askin' why I'm movin' so fast
    I'm in a race, I can never come last
    I'm out in space, I'm out in space
    I'm out in space, fly up to Mars
    When you talk 'bout bro better mention we, H-O-M-E (M-E)
    You know I don't part with the fake
    More time to be real, I just wanna make P's (P's)
    Chocolato give me cake more time, and it's not even birthday week (week)
    I just wanna roll up, bake one time
    In the meetings, still Cali in the jeans
    What you know about drip? (what you know about?)
    What you know about days in the trench
    Gymnast tryna make that flip (bap-Bap-Bap, bap)
    Overseas with a bad one, talk that talk
    Got the walk go with it
    New era my fits, since early we did it
    Gotta go-go get it (go get it)
    Trust, no L's, just winners
    Bap, bap, New Era, durag, no cap, serious? What's that?
    H.O.P, JME, too much for the speakers, push it back
    We need some space, see man in person, blud, don't chat
    See man online, don't @

    Writer(s): Jme, Blaze, Kevin Taylor, Sam Wise.

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