Fresh (feat. Tum Tum & SmoothVega)

I live on Mars, I hit Earth just to pull hoes
And to grab some chucks, then it's outter space I go
The finest of the Kush zillaman blows on
All you see is purple leaves through the whole zone

Keep a bad bitch, I tell her get a roll on
I'm a big tyma hoe, you see my chain froze
Tattoos everywhere, inc game strong
We the outsiders, we don't fuck with lames homes

Mouthpiece sick, I make hoes buy me shit
They keep a nigga fly, plus they like to gobble it
Roll up them EZs, fill it up with OG
You know you want to be

400 for the bong, I get super high
A whole rack for the shades, I get super fly
And I like my OG Kush super dry
You know you want to be

400 for the bong, I get super high
A whole rack for the shades, I get super fly
And I like my OG Kush super dry
You know you want to be

Take a picture, the hate can last for centuries
I've been killing these beats and I won't let one get the best of me
Triple D reppin', I'ma say it to the death of me
Put my drive towards greatness, I ain't stopping till my destiny

Chef Boy RD, these bars be the recipe
Know I'm on that gas and they just parked where them Teslas be
No discrepancy, cause nobody here next to me
And you can put a Ton up on the Prince if you testing me (Prinston)

Break it down, but you ain't even get passing grades
You know I stay fresher than the fruit up in the tractor blades
I do me like I masturbate, you copy like you mashing paste
And you can think I'm wack, but you alone like a castaway

400 for the bong, I get super high
A whole rack for the shades, I get super fly
And I like my OG Kush super dry
You know you want to be

400 for the bong, I get super high
A whole rack for the shades, I get super fly
And I like my OG Kush super dry
You know you want to be

I'm shining like a diamond grill outta diamond hill
Name another out here hit that'll build how I build
I got my city on my back, fuck how you feel
Never will I switch up for a dollar bill

Respect the grind, I'm Polly and it's prime
Where I'm from, you either eat or get ate alive
That's what we apply till they recognize
And can't deny the motherfucking enterprise

Ain't nothing given, we earn what we eat
From the west to the east, ain't no room for the weak
When I leave, they gon' know who I be
You can take me out the funk, but can't take the funk out of me

400 for the bong, I get super high
A whole rack for the shades, I get super fly
And I like my OG Kush super dry
You know you want to be

400 for the bong, I get super high
A whole rack for the shades, I get super fly
And I like my OG Kush super dry
You know you want it big

You know you want to be