New level Lyrics

You need people like me

You need people like me so you can point your fingers and say that's the bad guy

So, what I make you? Good

You're not good

You just know how to hide

I lie

Me, I don't have that problem

Me, I always tell the truth

Even when I lie

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Finish him

So, say goodnight to the bad guy

New level. I hit the gas. New level

New level. I hit the gas New level

Who better? Better than nast. Who better

Who better? Better than nast Who better

New level. I hit the gas. New level

New level. I hit the gas . New level

True devil. All for the cash. Do better

True devil. All for the cash. Do better

Beat it then eat it. She tender my sweetie. Can't wait for her nigga to blow

Nasty little ways, but I love how she making it bust every day for the low

Rap is disasters. I heard that shit after. I can't even fake it. I put that shit on

Niggas need features to fill in the bleachers Well, I'm not one of them when I'm on its a go

Who's that hoe from far away? I never meant to hit her, now she mad at me

Was a text or call away. Can't never fucking feel her man, it's all the same

Bougie hoes, I love them. And I never had to pay to be beat

Ayy, pussy like an oven. When im in check my temper please

Ayy, kick off now she on it. Ride it good while she in her bonnet

Speak in tongues like she hooked on fonix ,Still smoke good gas cause I'm honored

Still smoke good gas cause I'm all about peace. Only fake niggas gone fall out with me

Smashing a hoe, that's a quarter to three. And that's how it went, according to me, bitch

New level. I hit the gas. New level. New level. I hit the gas. New level

Who better? Better than nast Who better? Who better? Better than nast Who better

New level. I hit the gas. New level. New level. I hit the gas. New level

True devil. All for the cash. Do better. True devil. All for the cash. Do better

Its so nasty , but don't ask me how it's going, I'll just say

Nigga, I'm breathing, it's the season. Better than God, for the cake

Gotta hoe , that give head like its heavy Metal niggas stick to the rap

Or You hear a shovel, yeah, we burying Rappers, they hardly discreet

Barely some actors, ain't part of the street. Fuck that lil' hoe, can't remember i beat

Skeet on the verse, said it's nasty, OG. Needed a verse, said they pass it to me

Made it my song,now they laughin' at me. Oh that jonasty so trash on the beat

Said no one ever you niggas some geeks. Birds of a feather, gone flock like some geese

So really, it's pain in this blunt ' when I speak

Really, gone flock at these niggas for sure. Anyone to get it all for the low

New level, knockin' the coins out your hoe Spanish bitch, shorty thick like a bull

Smackin' that shit, all the way can she bounce it '

Immaculate young nigga, call me Lil' Fountain

Think I need shroom Gotta press the escape

Affiliates in it ,the world in your face

New level, I hit the gas, new level, new level. I hit the gas, new level

Who better, better than Nast Who better, who better, better than Nast Who better, new level

I hit the gas, new level. New level, I hit the gas, new level

True Devil, all for the cash, do better. True Devil, all for the cash, do better

True Devil, off for the cash, do better