Fresh

(Sensei, I hate you) spee, fah-fah
Gang, gang, gang
Grah, bah, bah (slime, slime)

Ba-ba-bad lil' bitch, she say I'm fresh (Plug)
And she likin' what she see
She ask if I'm stuck on my ex, I told her, "I'm stuck on this cheese"
I-I-I smoke loud by the P
Wh-whoop out a child, now he deceased (grrah, pow-pow-pow)
That boy used to diss, now he coppin' a plea
I just smoked two O's, no Javale McGlee

Double R, or the black truck, waitin' for me
When I land in LA, I just hopped off a plane
It's a hunnid new ways in a day to get paid
Boy, you couldn't be on my team, I would request a trade
I just tossed bro a ally, I feel like D Wayde
I might go out to Cali', and find me a bae
She wan' go on a date, I told her, "No way"
Young nigga been cashing, I'm havin' my way (havin' my way)

These niggas be dick riding more then the hoes these days
Your bitch see me and she ask where I stay
Wh-white ho, she look like Addison Rae
Tr-try me nigga, get hit with a K (buh-buh-buh)
Got a jay so fat, and it's smokin' like sage
I'm ahead of these niggas, they not my page
I really carry this rap shit, bitch, I need a raise
16 years of age, yeah, I paved a way, true

He claiming it's beef, but they don't want shoot
Must've thought I was lacking, got strap by me too (grrah)
Niggas not even active, just act in the booth
If he speak on the gang, I'ma knock out his tooth
An-and if it's war, lil' nigga don't truce
Bae, I ain't tryna argue, fuck that attitude
Some niggas they changed up, it ain't nonthin' new
Sh-shawty got hit in the stu'

Bad lil' bitch, she say I'm fresh (Plug)
And she likin' what she see
She ask if I'm stuck on my ex, I told her, "I'm stuck on this cheese"
I-I-I smoke loud by the P
Wh-whoop out a child, now he deceased
That boy used to diss, now he coppin' a plea
I just smoked two O's, no Javale McGlee (on God)

Gang, gang
Grrah, bah, bah

Bad lil' bitch, she say I'm fresh (Plug)
And she likin' what she see
She ask if I'm stuck on my ex, I told her, "I'm stuck on this cheese"
I-I-I smoke loud by the P
Wh-whoop out a child, now he deceased
That boy used to diss, now he coppin' a plea
I just smoked two O's, no Javale McGlee (on God)

Double R, or the black truck, waitin' for me
When I land in LA, I just hopped off a plane
It's a hunnid new ways in a day to get paid
Boy, you couldn't be on my team, I would request a trade
I just tossed bro-



Credits
Writer(s): David Wallace, Tywonn Within
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