Lyrics:
Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi?
Last time I said it, went viral, I don't fuck with nobody
And I don't fuck with you, you, them, her
with these Cash Money Hot Boys with these cars, nigga
See that new Monte Carlo, that's hot and on fire
That my dawg, Fresh, had first
We got 'em
Don't go talking bout it boy betta handle yo biz
Gone wipe me down while they whistle like this
They Can tell I'm official by the way that I live
should be out by now but he got fucked
Lawyers, judges, cops should've know that there all corrupt
Please don't tell me dat he's gon catch another charge
stack grow
Wanna fly on in my fleet like a sparrow
This ain't mumble rap I'm crispy clean like my velcros
Imma a clout god rolling fresh like new car
(shit was dope)
Hey, yo, Eazy! (Wassup?)
Hey, man, why don't you come off the piano for a minute
And bust this crazy shit?
Woke up quick at about
on the bench
Mike's Hard Lemonade'll get you amateurs bent
Where I'm from they don't hesitate the cannon that spits
Stand by the wrong man and watch your
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
on fire I think I came from hell
Life experience had me change how I think
I was struggling all night
I had to walk on that demon time
Please don't tell me
Flashing lights
Double vs diamonds
That silver lining
That's perfect timing
Yea
Brace yourself
Take a sip of that lean
So fresh
So clean
Feel like
to an avalanche
Fire wood to another branch
They don't wana see me grow
They dont wana see me ball
They dont wana see me hammer
Fresh out the the top with poker
fishing again
Oh and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
And I'd spend all day long in the basement
in the bank
No Facebook, I got status, yeah
Fresh like I got a stylist, backyard like an island
Fill the car by the gallon, baby built like
Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my "J.O." with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh
Excuse me for asking but is that really you?
Can I buy you a drink and a distillery too?
Will you bear all my children and sit by the fire
On an ice
lovin' bright and brand new
Don't let love slip away
Add some fuel to the fire each day
Keep your lovin' new
Keep your lovin' fresh and new
Girls don
ZUU shit
Never no FUU shit
Try to sue this, we end up on Sun Tzu shit
And you don't want that, buddy
There's no combat
Ask Drake to pick you a season
get the city hot,
I’m walking by my opps I hit a diddy bop,
You are not a rapper you should get a job,
Been moving like a ghost I feel like Big or Pac,
An I Don’t wanna get to comfortable Im never gonna settle
I don’t see no competition ain’t nobody on my level
Yeah I’m Fresh up off the clock then I
Fresh out the frying pan into the fire
I be the music biz number one supplier
Flier than a piece of paper bearing my name
Got the hottest chick in
Fresh out the frying pan into the fire
I be the music biz number one supplier
Flier than a piece of paper bearing my name
Got the hottest chick in
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
I wasn't locked down
I was locked in with self doubt
And a fire to move
But no room to move out
FOMO?
When did I last phone Omo
My homie
Before I
Yeah, yeah, run run run
Look at their faces, time is up
Deadly flows, 9-1-1
Bars on fire, Midas touch
Yeah I'm feastin', leave no crumbs
Claimin' it
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