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Peezy - New Car Smell Lyrics




Aye, aye Euro. What the f*ck these broke ass niggas keep f*ckin' with us for man?

[Verse 1:]
80 inch screens on the wall, while im chillin' at the crib
Top down on the Rolls Royce pullin' up to LIV
Left over lobster, champagne in the fridge
You ain't never counted out a hundred bands, you a kid
Give my dawg the shirt off my back cause im real
My bitch know that she f*ck with me, dont gotta worry bout the bills
Jeans cost a car note, watch cost a crib
Need a full tank of gas to follow me out to the crib
Picky with my hoes I dont touch em if they basic
F*cked her in the car because the backseat was spacious
Smellin' like Creed got these bitches wanting to taste me
Lil bro just hit the road, call my phone when you make it
Put a bag on you put it back if you can't handle it
Niggas talkin' cash shit ain't never had a kit
Beat the pussy up, Bae im paying for the damages
Man you niggas gettin' dressed of the mannequin
Fresh to my head to my feet
In the bed with a freak
She ain't charge me for the head it was free
Got a lane for you dawg if you ain't scared you can eat
Had to pick the cheese up before he met up with me
Ain't never had a job bitch im part of the Mob
Jeans, Mike Amiri, shoes Louis Vuitton
Got the ball rollin' then I passed the baton
Shared the plug with my team so my niggas could shine


[Verse 2:]
GoldenSun diamonds got the bitches starin'
You can't afford to pay the taxes on the shit im wearin'
Bae Im in to gettin' money I ain't in to marriage
Don't try to ball on me nigga you gon' get embarassed
You can't stand next to me if you ain't been in Gary
Tricks for kids silly rabbit. You dont see the Karats?
In a Hellcat on Warren with my nigga Perry
Man these niggas ain't no savages these niggas scary
Bossed up on these niggas like Im Darnell
Niggas sellin' couches actin' like the cartel
Leather in the 650, new car smell
I just made 12 plays got me feelin' like im R.Kels
Do this for my niggas that can't get out of prison
Off-White apron on I can't get out the kitchen
Had to get inside my bag had to get out my feelings
Nosey bitch askin' questions told her get out my business
I was born in this shit I can't get out the trenches
Mama said change my friends I be hangin' with killers
Always knew I'd be the nigga when I went to Mackenzie
Fingerprints on that money, nigga check the forensics
Bitches left when I was down, I came back with vengeance
Nigga we rap for these millions, niggas rap for attention
How the f*ck you gettin' money you ain't got you a tension?
Im the man around this bitch, to hear me rap is a privileged
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Aye, aye Euro. What the f*ck these broke ass niggas keep f*ckin' with us for man?

[Verse 1:]
80 inch screens on the wall, while im chillin' at the crib
Top down on the Rolls Royce pullin' up to LIV
Left over lobster, champagne in the fridge
You ain't never counted out a hundred bands, you a kid
Give my dawg the shirt off my back cause im real
My bitch know that she f*ck with me, dont gotta worry bout the bills
Jeans cost a car note, watch cost a crib
Need a full tank of gas to follow me out to the crib
Picky with my hoes I dont touch em if they basic
F*cked her in the car because the backseat was spacious
Smellin' like Creed got these bitches wanting to taste me
Lil bro just hit the road, call my phone when you make it
Put a bag on you put it back if you can't handle it
Niggas talkin' cash shit ain't never had a kit
Beat the pussy up, Bae im paying for the damages
Man you niggas gettin' dressed of the mannequin
Fresh to my head to my feet
In the bed with a freak
She ain't charge me for the head it was free
Got a lane for you dawg if you ain't scared you can eat
Had to pick the cheese up before he met up with me
Ain't never had a job bitch im part of the Mob
Jeans, Mike Amiri, shoes Louis Vuitton
Got the ball rollin' then I passed the baton
Shared the plug with my team so my niggas could shine


[Verse 2:]
GoldenSun diamonds got the bitches starin'
You can't afford to pay the taxes on the shit im wearin'
Bae Im in to gettin' money I ain't in to marriage
Don't try to ball on me nigga you gon' get embarassed
You can't stand next to me if you ain't been in Gary
Tricks for kids silly rabbit. You dont see the Karats?
In a Hellcat on Warren with my nigga Perry
Man these niggas ain't no savages these niggas scary
Bossed up on these niggas like Im Darnell
Niggas sellin' couches actin' like the cartel
Leather in the 650, new car smell
I just made 12 plays got me feelin' like im R.Kels
Do this for my niggas that can't get out of prison
Off-White apron on I can't get out the kitchen
Had to get inside my bag had to get out my feelings
Nosey bitch askin' questions told her get out my business
I was born in this shit I can't get out the trenches
Mama said change my friends I be hangin' with killers
Always knew I'd be the nigga when I went to Mackenzie
Fingerprints on that money, nigga check the forensics
Bitches left when I was down, I came back with vengeance
Nigga we rap for these millions, niggas rap for attention
How the f*ck you gettin' money you ain't got you a tension?
Im the man around this bitch, to hear me rap is a privileged
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Writer: MARCUS ANTHONY JACKSON
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