Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fresh , by - Philthy Rich. Release date: 16.11.2017
Song language: English
Fresh |
| I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery |
| Leave a nigga an obituary |
| Shit is graphic, not fictionary |
| Me and money went and got married |
| Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored |
| Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
| You know what that stick could do to you? |
| You know what the brick can do for you? |
| You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| I don’t get mad, I get motivated |
| Real nigga way before the paper |
| In they face you can see the hatred |
| 'Cause a real nigga finally made it |
| Couple million in diamonds on me |
| Feds wasn’t up from rhymin' on it |
| At the top, yeah it’s kinda lonely |
| But I come from Top Ramen homie |
| Take it out the wrapper and bust it down |
| Tell the jeweler go’n bust it down |
| What it cost me, like fifty thou |
| Hit the lot with two-fifty now |
| All my niggas, yeah they eatin' with me |
| But they used to be starvin' with me |
| Nowadays you can’t bargain with me |
| In a foreign car with the carbon with me |
| Look happiness is priceless |
| Off the head, you can’t type this |
| In a two door, bitch you might fit |
| Two Asian hoes and a white bitch |
| Made a million off rap last year |
| Told the bitch you can’t crash here |
| Told the bitch you need a papsmear |
| Pussy smell like last year, it’s Philthy |
| I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery |
| Leave a nigga an obituary |
| Shit is graphic, not fictionary |
| Me and money went and got married |
| Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored |
| Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
| You know what that stick could do to you? |
| You know what the brick can do for you? |
| You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| Rockin' jewelry like I own a mine |
| Bought a Rollie, I’ma wear a time |
| Lil shawty bad, goddamn she fine |
| I smoke the strongest gas you can find |
| I’m the freshest nigga you ever seen |
| I’m a boss, gotta feed the team |
| Made a million dollars from the green |
| Shawty said she gonna fuck me good |
| We was sellin' P’s in the hood |
| Tryna limit, boy I wish you would |
| Fuck around and have you gone for good |
| Fuck around and throw a whole hundred on 'em |
| Fuck these niggas, I ain’t sparing none of them |
| I’m with Philthy in the Bay nigga |
| Hundred rounds, who want to play nigga? |
| Middle man, you in the way nigga |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| Ten racks nigga, in each pocket |
| Designer fillin' up a nigga’s closet |
| Had to leave a nigga unconcious |
| My niggas killer, they ain’t got a conscious |
| We ride around, nigga with them rockets |
| I know a plug in every single state |
| I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery |
| Leave a nigga an obituary |
| Shit is graphic, not fictionary |
| Me and money went and got married |
| Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored |
| Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
| You know what that stick could do to you? |
| You know what the brick can do for you? |
| You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh |
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |