Fat Trel - Fresh lyrics

Double M, we’re the best Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little b**h like where that n***a 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 n***a, I’m fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame a** n***as gonna copy this ‘Cause I’m fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame a** n***as gonna copy this I’m 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 sh** stink real bad You would think I had a lawn mow 100 round chopper on the floor What the f** a n***a like me need an alarm for? Pull up on a strip in a 006 Hit a switch bullsh**, and I can flip a brick quick Couple handbags and a pair of red bottoms And a flight and a dick is what a b**h get See me when I slide 45 on my side If I lie I’mma die, I’m rich k**er in my eyes, I’m just tryna stay alive If I ride for my side I’m with it I’m the best, I’m the fresh, get with it 30 shot clip leave a n***a lip zipped s*utty boys sh**, we live this sh** When I first met Rockie my gift was this sh** Take a n***a life with the left right wrist In the heat of the night I’mma shine light bright Squad on my arm and I’m balling like LeBron But I really want rings like Mike You can try but I really don’t fight Drinking lean, finna catch me a flight I got a new young b**h I like You know I’m tryna eat the p**y 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 I’mma do like vike Maybach so I know she like it Double M, we’re the best Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little b**h like where that n***a 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 n***a, I’m fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame a** n***as gonna copy this ‘Cause I’m fresh, Rockie

Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame a** n***as gonna copy this ‘Cause I came from the dope And I’m fresh as a b**h n***as be talking but f** it, I’m rich They don’t get the swing ‘cause they not in the pitch I don’t give a f**, is it wrong to admit? Benjamin Franklin, Benjamin Wilson Can I ball for the children? You ever pay bills for your family? I swear it’s a wonderful feeling Like why you think young n***as hustle? Is momma worth getting in trouble See, we gotta fight, gotta scuffle ‘Cause life is a b**h and it ain’t got no muzzle These n***as be barking, they so out of line ‘Cause it’s harder to stay in the margin Now they calling on me But this sh** is just dead And I am not in need of no charger I am the 2Pac… Are you aware of the sh** that you starting? Are you clear on the costs? sh** getting found and sh** getting lost Please talk to us in the right tone We’re just tryna live our life long Get paid on the right soul Post up, smoke blunts on the ride home Now I don’t even know why you wanna start that You should be running with us with the top back We can be overseas with a b**h We can french her, we ain’t gotta ask her to pop that n***as ain’t gonna get it You know I’mma guess that But I was only tryna win And I just hope you respect that Double M, we’re the best Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little b**h like where that n***a 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 n***a, I’m fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame a** n***as gonna copy this ‘Cause I’m fresh, Rockie Say the police try stopping me I got next I know them lame a** n***as gonna copy this Still shooting where your chest at My pinky ring go rocky My little b**h like where that n***a 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 n***a, I’m fresh n***a, I’m fresh