Brand New lyrics

[Chorus]
Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, brand new feet
Brand new seats, brand new smell
Put out the roach and lite a brand new L
Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new
Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new
Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new
Fuck u 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 matress money in the attic
Money on my mind, money is my habit
Stay on my grind, until money's automatic
Bitch I love money, I'm a fuckin' fanatic
Always strapped, grip tight graspin'
Say what? who me? clit clat blast em
Chrome 24's, tires thin like napkins
Gotta ride big cuz I am like, a captain
U know I'm a boss chillin relaxin
Probably in my office doin my taxes
U lil niggas so not in my bracket
And I don't even have time to practice

[Chorus]
Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, brand new feet
Brand new seats, brand new smell
Put out the roach and lite a brand new L
Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new
Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new
Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new
Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new

Action ridiculous price, your camera has never saw a picture this nice
I'm fishin' and the bitches will bite
It's probably 'cause my game is fixodent type, right.
I'm fukin every bad bitch twice
And if she doesn't wear panties then I fuck her on site
I'm nasty like spice, I know what she likes

I can make a black woman scream like she white
I can make a white woman scream like mike
But before she start singin she gotta check my mic
Niggas just hatin and I done lost sight
It's like I don't see 'em I only see the light
Talkin that shit but u boys just hype
I hope you bring a gun to the fight, iight?
Louie V. tennis shoes big brown stripe
You think u fresh? Shit, nigga I'm ripe

[Chorus]
Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, brand new feet
Brand new seats, brand new smell
Put out the roach and light a brand new L
Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new
Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new
Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new
Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new

Brand new coupe drivin crazy than a mutha
I'm low in the seat with the burner sittin under
Got my tank top, top down, it probably aint summa
But I ride like that cuz I'm hotta than the others
Damn there aint no keeping up wit the brotha
Man I could spell my name in burn rubba
I'm gone, leave me alone
Now the dog is at suppa
You can wash my plate and put it back in the cupboard
I'm so far ahead of them suckas
Imma have start rappin in numbers
I promise the flow it wont stop it come rapid like thunda
I bet you'll hide under ur covers

[Chorus]
Ridin round the city wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, brand new feet
Brand new seats, brand new smell
Put out the roach and lite a brand new L
Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new
Fuck u bitch my shirt brand new
Fuck u bitch my shoes brand new
Fuck u bitch I'm actin brand new