New Sofas Lyrics – Joyner Lucas, Ty Dolla $ign

Read the full New Sofas lyrics by Joyner Lucas and Ty Dolla $ign along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Joyner Lucas’s music, you can also explore Therapy Check Up (Skit) and Active, two other songs by Joyner Lucas.

Uh, it’s hot in this b!tch, I need to turn on the motherfu*king AC
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
ADHD 2
Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Brrr, ayy
Joyner
Yeah, ayy
Yeah, woo, uh

I don’t know about you, but I got motion
Can’t fu*k with my vibe, I’m coasting

This a big yacht, new sofas
To be Frank, I don’t even do Oceans
Split waves like a n!gga knew Moses
I need brains like I need new focus
And coach told me she ain’t wanna be saved
She wanna get trained like she need new coaches

I’m chosen, it’s a light work
If the jewelry don’t shine, hope the lights work
That’s a light verse
If your hands can’t bang, hope your knife work
Say you got big bling, what’s your ice worth?
Ain’t no ice on my chain, it’s a iceberg
Throw dirt on my name, then it might work
But if not, you might end up on a white shirt
N!ggas tripping on lean, I ain’t taking no sips
Fu*k a vacation, I ain’t taking no trips
When s*it was getting real, I was making those trips
Was me and myself, I ain’t came with no clique
Back outside when the water runs dry
All you n!ggas get fried, I ain’t making no fish
2025, I’m breaking your dish
Taking your b!tch, ayy
We got smoke
You and your gang raised GI Joes

Crazy-ass n!ggas, let the know
Got a Glock named Ricky, live the vida loca
Ask ’bout the Lord and we got close
Even Jesus ride with me in Diablo
You hating-ass n!ggas, just some biatch hoes
Even since I got rich, they say, “He got chosen”

I don’t know about you, but I got motion
Can’t fu*k up my vibe, I’m rolling
She don’t fu*k the first night, I’m ghosting
They ain’t talking money, adios then
These n!ggas gon’ lie, we know it
These b!tches gon’ cry me oceans
But your drinks in the sky, keep toasting
They ain’t talking money, adios then
I don’t know about you, but I got motion
Can’t fu*k with my vibe, I’m coasting
This a big yacht, new sofas
To be Frank, I don’t even do Oceans
Split waves like a n!gga knew Moses
I need brains like I need new focus
And coach told me she ain’t wanna be saved
She wanna get trained like she need new coaches
I don’t know about you, but I got motion
Can’t fu*k up my vibe, I’m rolling
She don’t fu*k the first night, I’m ghosting
They ain’t talking money, adios then
These n!ggas gon’ lie, we know it
These b!tches gon’ cry me oceans
But your drinks in the sky, keep toasting
We popping no Ibuprofen, oh no

Hate to see me coming
Sipping on the to feel something
Yeah, I’m back sipping
Dot that T on b!tch
Same as the weave on a b!tch
Heaven got a stitch
These hoes be
I cannot talk, get kissed
She not my b!tch
I done showed her, n!gga b!tch
Told her gon’ cry in your , oh
Tied up my b!tches
God as my witness
I’m minding my business
OJ and Hendricks, oh
And she sipping the same thing
Matching Cartier plain Jane
But we still out the same
I’m in the five hundred driving the same
Oh, woah
Tied up my b!tches
God as my witness
I’m minding my business
OJ and Hendricks, oh
And she sipping the same thing
Matching Cartier plain Jane
But we still out the same
I’m in the five hundred driving the same
Oh, oh, woah