Fresh Lyrics & Tabs by Fat Trel
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Double M, weâre the best
Still shooting where your chest at
My pinky ring go rocky
My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at?
Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at?
Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that
So many semi bullet holes I regret that
Scratch that, run it back like an A track
Nigga, Iâm fresh, Rockie
Say the police try stopping me
I got next
I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this
âCause Iâm fresh, Rockie
Say the police try stopping me
I got next
âCause Iâm fresh, Rockie
Say the police try stopping me
I got next
I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this
Iâm in Chicago with rondo
Smoking dope in fredo condo
I just got a new Rolex
Still got no time for the convo
The way I pull the gas out the bag
Shit stink real bad
You would think I had a lawn mow
100 round chopper on the floor
What the fuck a nigga like me need an alarm for?
Pull up on a strip in a 006
Hit a switch bullshit, and I can flip a brick quick
Couple handbags and a pair of red bottoms
And a flight and a dick is what a bitch get
See me when I slide 45 on my side
If I lie Iâmma die, Iâm rich
Killer in my eyes, Iâm just tryna stay alive
If I ride for my side Iâm with it
Iâm the best, Iâm the fresh, get with it
30 shot clip leave a nigga lip zipped
Slutty boys shit, we live this shit
When I first met Rockie my gift was this
Shit
Take a nigga life with the left right wrist
In the heat of the night Iâmma shine light bright
Squad on my arm and Iâm balling like LeBron
But I really want rings like Mike
You can try but I really donât fight
Drinking lean, finna catch me a flight
I got a new young bitch I like
You know Iâm tryna eat the pussy real slight
I told juice boo, come spend the night
I got a new coupe that you just might like
If she let me through Iâmma do like vike
Maybach so I know she like it
Double M, weâre the best
Still shooting where your chest at
My pinky ring go rocky
My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at?
Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at?
Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that
So many semi bullet holes I regret that
Scratch that, run it back like an A track
Nigga, Iâm fresh, Rockie
Say the police try stopping me
I got next
I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this
âCause Iâm fresh, Rockie
Say the police try stopping me
I got next
I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this
âCause I came from the dope
And Iâm fresh as a bitch
Niggas be talking but fuck it, Iâm rich
They donât get the swing âcause they not in the pitch
I donât give a fuck, is it wrong to admit?
Benjamin Franklin, Benjamin Wilson
Can I ball for the children?
You ever pay bills for your family?
I swear itâs a wonderful feeling
Like why you think young niggas hustle?
Is momma worth getting in trouble
See, we gotta fight, gotta scuffle
âCause life is a bitch and it ainât got no muzzle
These niggas be barking, they so out of line
âCause itâs harder to stay in the margin
Now they calling on me
But this shit is just dead
And I am not in need of no charger
I am the 2Pacâ¦
Are you aware of the shit that you starting?
Are you clear on the costs?
Shit getting found and shit getting lost
Please talk to us in the right tone
Weâre just tryna live our life long
Get paid on the right soul
Post up, smoke blunts on the ride home
Now I donât even know why you wanna start that
You should be running with us with the top back
We can be overseas with a bitch
We can french her, we ainât gotta ask her to pop that
Niggas ainât gonna get it
You know Iâmma guess that
But I was only tryna win
And I just hope you respect that
Double M, weâre the best
Still shooting where your chest at
My pinky ring go rocky
My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at?
Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at?
Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that
So many semi bullet holes I regret that
Scratch that, run it back like an A track
Nigga, Iâm fresh, Rockie
Say the police try stopping me
I got next
I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this
âCause Iâm fresh, Rockie
Say the police try stopping me
I got next
I know them lame ass niggas gonna copy this
Still shooting where your chest at
My pinky ring go rocky
My little bitch like where that nigga fresh at?
Where the racks, where the stacks, where the checks at?
Drop a stack, leave him dead where he left that
So many semi bullet holes I regret that
Scratch that, run it back like an A track
Nigga, Iâm fresh
Nigga, Iâm fresh
