Lyrics : Quavious Marshall/Noah Smith/Benjamin Saint Fort/Jasper Levering
Music : Quavious Marshall/Noah Smith/Benjamin Saint Fort/Jasper Levering
[Intro: Quavo & Yeat]
(I-I-I) Phew
(I-I'm workin' on—) Munyun
New money, new money, new money (Ooh-oh)
(I-I-I, BNYX)
[Chorus: Yeat & Quavo]
New money, new money (Ooh-oh)
New bitches, new bitches (Ooh-oh, new bitches)
New riches, new riches (New riches, new riches, ooh-oh)
I just pulled up on a new  bae, new bae (Ooh-oh)
(Ooh-oh)
New bitches, new bitches (Ooh-oh)
New bitches, old bitches (Ooh-oh, go)
They said that money go up and that ****in' that bitch (No-oh)
I ain't have no place to go (No, oh)
I bring it back for the third time again, I'ma smash the lil' bitch on the road (Smash)
I'm feelin' wavy, this bitch feelin' lazy
I'm makin' this bitch 'bout a row
I'm 'bout to take this lil' bitch on a trip
I'm 'bout to take this lil' bitch on a trip
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Too much, it is new money (Phew)
Think I'll go broke, nigga, you funny (Shit)
Straight out the jet, it's a new country (Munyun)
If for the city, no one ****in' with me
Got diamonds talkin' out the grill (Ooh)
Patek, skelly, half a mill' (M&M)
Motorsport, I'm shiftin gear, ah (Ooh)
Young niggas sprayin', my young nigga brazy
My young nigga ready to kill (Yeah)
Laundry pit make a millions (Ooh)
Cartier lens for the vision
Young niggas stackin' that up through the attic (Ooh)
I pray that it bustdown the ceiling
I pray that these drugs don't kill me (Ooh)
I'm tryna quit, but I'm gonna relapse (Ooh)
I think I'm too rich to go to rehab
[Chorus: Yeat & Quavo, Quavo]
New money, new money (Ooh-oh)
New bitches, new bitches (Ooh-oh, new bitches)
New riches, new riches (New riches, new riches, ooh-oh)
I just pulled up on a new bae, new bae (Ooh-oh)
(Ooh-oh)
New bitches, new bitches (Ooh-oh)
New bitches, old bitches (Ooh-oh, go)
They said that money go up and it come down ****in' that bitch (No-oh)
I ain't have no place to go (No, oh)
I bring it back for the third time again, I'ma smash the lil' bitch on the road (Smash)
I'm feelin' wavy, this bitch feelin' lazy
I'm makin' this bitch 'bout a row
I'm 'bout to take this lil' bitch on a trip
I'm 'bout to take this lil' bitch on a trip
[Verse 2: Yeat & Quavo]
I'm 'bout to take this lil' bitch on a trip
I'm 'bout to make her mine, I'ma go kiss (Mwah)
I'm 'bout to **** on this bitch, tell her, "Yes" (Ah)
I'm out in public, three-hundred the dash
You feel I got too rich, yeah
Now you invisible, bitch (Pow)
We done got too rich, yeah (For real)
You can't even get off the fence with me (Ooh, yeah)
I just went and bought your bitch(Aah-ah)
put bitch in the ten (Aah-ah)
I'm 'bout to pull up a rack on that bitch (Aah-ah)
I'ma rack all that damn money in (Aah-ah, aah-ah)
I already told you about this whole life, but, baby, I'ma tell you again
Yeah, I been lookin', I'm tryna quit poppin' these drugs (Yeah)
get in (Let's go)
[Chorus: Yeat & Quavo, Quavo]
New money, new money (Ooh-oh)
New bitches, new bitches (Ooh-oh, new bitches)
New riches, new riches (New riches, new riches, ooh-oh)
I just pulled up on a new bae, new bae (Ooh-oh)
(Ooh-oh)
New bitches, new bitches (Ooh-oh)
New bitches, old bitches (Ooh-oh, go)
They said that money go up and it come down ****in' that bitch (No-oh)
I ain't have no place to go (No, oh)
I bring it back for the third time again, I'ma smash the lil' bitch on the road (Smash)
I'm feelin' wavy, this bitch feelin' lazy
I'm makin' this bitch 'bout a row
I'm 'bout to take this lil' bitch on a trip
I'm 'bout to take this lil' bitch on a trip
[Outro: Quavo & Yeat]
Black bitin' bitch, Black bitin' bitch again
Had to put the sauce in the safe 'cause you run off and make ten millions (Ooh-oh)
When you take the major loss, due for win (Ooh-oh)
If you get caught with a boss, then you're goin' trim
(I-I)
(I-I)