Fresh

Yeah I'm fresh
In the flesh
Best dressed
You mess
Hit the woah
Yeah I'm cold
Throw it up
Then I hold

I'm not broke
I'm rich
Let me talk
My shit
You don't wanna miss
Got expensive
Wrist
Got expensive taste
I like supreme
And Bape
How are you
I'm great
Find your dreams
And chase
Pick up the pack
Run
Tic tax toe
I won
Flick my wrist
I shine
How many bucks
That's nine
Ain't gone hit no hoe
But I hit the woah
Baby move slow
Go pop it low
Imma win this race
I don't like your face
Imma cop a wraith
I don't want no hate
I like cheese and chedda
Hope you feeling better
Yeah I'm hot like sweater
Ain't gonna tie no tether



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Martin
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