Fresh
What's happenin'
Haircut like a king should
Gotta hit my tailor
Yeah, you know what's good
Double-breasted black suit
Tie like olive wood
And I, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I be stuntin' like my daddy
They call me J2 times
Cause I've been doin' this with Pops
Before Shedeur and Coach Prime
But I'ma keep it GQ
Cause you know how we do
Cufflinks with the bow tie
Smellin' good with the shoes
Feelin' too fly
Make me shuffle with my step
Like I got my skates on
Hit the right left
Hit the right left
Fresh to death
Cause you know I'm really like that
Cause I'm fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Cause I'm fresh to death
Learned from my dad
So you know I don't miss
Fresh to death
Dress for press
Fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Aye, jig right to left
Smooth with the slide
With the skates, you can't step, ayy
Groove If you wanna move, then move
Smooth on the West Coast, we groove
Roll with the gang
Keep it in circle
Slide in the ring
Only first class
I can't get any flyer
You say I'm a lame
We know you're a liar
Mess with a boss
You gon' find yourself fired
You gon' get yourself fired
Dim the lights
They playin' my song
Fresh outfit with the Rays on
And if you feelin' good
I'm not the only one
Tell the DJ run it back
Play the same song
Cause I'm fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Cause I'm fresh to death
Learned from my dad
So you know I don't miss
Fresh to death
Dress for press
Fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Haircut like a king should
Gotta hit my tailor
Yeah, you know what's good
Double-breasted black suit
Tie like olive wood
And I, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I be stuntin' like my daddy
They call me J2 times
Cause I've been doin' this with Pops
Before Shedeur and Coach Prime
But I'ma keep it GQ
Cause you know how we do
Cufflinks with the bow tie
Smellin' good with the shoes
Feelin' too fly
Make me shuffle with my step
Like I got my skates on
Hit the right left
Hit the right left
Fresh to death
Cause you know I'm really like that
Cause I'm fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Cause I'm fresh to death
Learned from my dad
So you know I don't miss
Fresh to death
Dress for press
Fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Aye, jig right to left
Smooth with the slide
With the skates, you can't step, ayy
Groove If you wanna move, then move
Smooth on the West Coast, we groove
Roll with the gang
Keep it in circle
Slide in the ring
Only first class
I can't get any flyer
You say I'm a lame
We know you're a liar
Mess with a boss
You gon' find yourself fired
You gon' get yourself fired
Dim the lights
They playin' my song
Fresh outfit with the Rays on
And if you feelin' good
I'm not the only one
Tell the DJ run it back
Play the same song
Cause I'm fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Cause I'm fresh to death
Learned from my dad
So you know I don't miss
Fresh to death
Dress for press
Fresh to death
When I step out
You know I'm flyer than the rest
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Harris
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