Letra de New Car Music - YN Jay & Louie Ray

(Feat. Louie Ray)

(Enrgy made this one)

Alright

I'm throwin' back Yak, pssh

Throwin' back yak, shit smooth than a motherfucker

Ever since I got them racks, I've been rude than a motherfucker

I ain't have to leave the hood, but I moved out that motherfucker

I need my space like ain't no room 'round this motherfucker

I'm done playin' with hoes, I'm like choose another motherfucker

Playing with her pussy while I cruise through this motherfucker

Okay, beware of the streets 'cause ain't no rules in these motherfuckers

So many birds, if I get caught, gon' make the news with these motherfuckers

Genuineness niggas you can meet, you gotta love us

We so high in the sky, it's only God above us

Fans comin' to our shows, and wanna see, smell, touch us

Entourage beatin' asses, you gon' be needin' more than crutches

You don't be scorin' when you shoot, but when I shoot, I be scorin'

I pulled up in a foreign whip, but in the whip it was a foreign

I'm in a foreign when I drive, fall asleep, I was snorin'

Damn, almost crashed the whip

Seen your ho in my inbox, I could've bagged your bitch

Beat her doonies down, Michael Myres, I'ma stab your bitch

I don't want no motherfuckin' Bully, I want a Dragon Pit

Nasty dude gave that bitch hickey, she got an ashy neck

I just beat an old lady down, like my daddy next

Hit the mall, buy some Prada shoes, get the Bali's next

I know a nigga lied to they kids, said they daddy rich

What kind of kid would you be if your daddy snitched?

I had nigga who don't never offer, but ask for shit

You probably wouldn't believe the offers for cash we get

Story told by me, they say the author immaculate

They said you ain't gon' yell every time, it's best to go patent it

Six hoes in one room, tryna fuck how we havin' it

I'm jittery 'bout my life if I get nauseous, I'm grabbin' it

I'm Michael Myres with the knife if walk up, I'm stabbin' it

I hit you with this F&N, you do a front, then a backwards flip

I just pulled up with green, bae, on my Packers shit

Ayy, you know what I mean

You the type of nigga run it up, then go blow the cheese

I be gettin' high, blowin' strong like Hercules

Bitch suckin' dick on the floor, do that hurt your knees?

Niggas out here sittin' 'round broke, like they don't want no cheese

Got my first check, then I froze my teeth

Beat a nigga ass, somebody hold my heat

You the type of nigga put it down, somebody stole your heat

Hold a nigga off a balcony, somebody hold his feet

If I get up and walk away, bro, hold my seat

Damn, I'm finna be right back

Why you shootin' with your eyes closed? You can't see like that

Boy, you look up to a goofy nigga, you can't be like that

Why you hitting dirty bitches raw? You can't pee like that

I don't like to have my mask on, I can't breathe like that

I had to jump off the airplane, I see Coronavirous

You know everytime I fly, I get high

Ridin' with a bird, I'm the eye in the sky

Can't let my pride get away, I'm puttin' mine's to the side

I can't fuck the profit up, I'm puttin' mine's to the side

Okay, big money on me, livin' big in the skyrise

I was tryna tell you how to get here but my phone died

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