Brand New

Ya Uh huh Ridin' 'round the city with some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell, put out the roach, light a brand new L Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new Fuck you bitch, my shirt brand new Fuck you bitch, my shoes brand new Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new I'm cold like a midnight in Aspen I am the president and the assassin Cameras, on big lights, action Welcome to the show, I am the main attraction Money in the mattress, money in the attic Money on my mind, money is my habit Stay on the grind until the money's automatic Bitch I love money I'm a fucking fanatic All day strapped grip tight, grasping Say what? Who me? Click-Clack, blast 'em Chrome 24's tires thin like napkins Gotta ride big cause I am like a captain You know I'm a boss, chillin', relaxin' Probably in my office, doin' my taxes You little niggas so not in my bracket, And I don't even have time to practice Ridin' 'round the city with some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell, put out the roach, light a brand new L Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new Fuck you bitch, my shirt brand new Fuck you bitch, my shoes brand new Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new I got ice, ridiculous price Your camera has never saw a picture this nice (Hmm) I'm fishin' and the bitches will bite It's prolly cause my game is fixin' in tight, Right I'm fuckin' every bad bitch twice And if she doesn't wear panties then I'll fuck her on sight I'm nasty like spice I know what she likes I can make a black women scream like she white I can make a white women scream like Mike But before she start singin', she gotta check my Mic Niggas just hatin' And I dun lost sight It's like i don't see 'em I only see the night You talkin' that shit but you boys just hype I hope you bring a gun to the fight Aight? Louis V tennis shoes, big brown stripe You think you fresh, Nigga I'm ripe Ridin' 'round the city with some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell, put out the roach, light a brand new L Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new Fuck you bitch, my shirt brand new Fuck you bitch, my shoes brand new Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new Brand new coupe, drivin' crazy then the mother's Sittin' low in the seats with the burner sittin' under Got my tank top toppe on it Prolly ain't summer But I ride like that cause I'm hotter than the others Damn, there's no keepin' up with the brother man I can spell my name in burnt rubber I'm gone Leave me alone Now the dog is at supper You can wash my plate an put it back in the cupboard I'm so far ahead of them suckers I'm gonna have to start rappin' in numbers I promise the flows don't stop they come rappin' like thunder I bet you hide under your covers haha Ridin' 'round the city with some brand new heat Brand new car, brand new feet Brand new seats, brand new smell, put out the roach, light a brand new L Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new Fuck you bitch, my shirt brand new Fuck you bitch, my shoes brand new Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' brand new