Fresh Out the Box

Fresh out the box, got a switch on the Glock I ain't lacking and ain't going back
Pretty little thot, bout to give me some top I can't front I'm a hit from the back
Niggas be talking and really ain't popping, tryna flex and they fuck up they sack
Bitches be talking a whole lot of nothing but fuck it, that booty is fat
Fresh out the box, and I'm back with a strap with my lap and my hand on a pack
Fresh out the box in the trap I ain't lacking, you step and my dogs gonna attack
Fresh out the box these chain reaction Versaces gon make her react
I'm a get this money it don't matter where I'm at

Need another hundred I done ran thru all of that
I'm a keep it jumping, cars comin back to back
You balling on a budget, you can't never show your stats
I'm prison ink covered, fittna cover up these tats
These bitches want to cuddle, I get nothin out of that
These bitches say they love you when that shit is not a fact
These niggas say they thugging but they really be some rats
Talking bout all that shit they done, but most the time that shit be cap
Talking bout all the shit they done but I don't give a fuck bout that
You talking too much anyway, I ain't new to the game seen plenty plays
You penny pinching niggas be in the way, I spray that drake eliminate
Got codeine in my lemonade, I ain't been out a couple days

Fresh out the box, got a switch on the Glock I ain't lacking and ain't going back
Pretty little thot, bout to give me some top I can't front I'm a hit from the back
Niggas be talking and really ain't popping, tryna flex and they fuck up they sack
Bitches be talking a whole lot of nothing but fuck it, that booty is fat
Fresh out the box, and I'm back with a strap with my lap and my hand on a pack
Fresh out the box in the trap I ain't lacking, you step and my dogs gonna attack
Fresh out the box these chain reaction Versaces gon make her react
I'm a get this money it don't matter where I'm at



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Writer(s): Kwaje Bethea
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