C Biz - Fresh Out lyrics

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C Biz - Fresh Out lyrics

[Hook: C Biz] Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out of jail [Intro: C Biz] Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells Giuseppe steppin' in the court (Jay Youngs' got that beat rockin') Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells Giuseppe steppin' in the court got me dabbin' (Six Figure music baby) [Bridge: C Biz] Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells Giuseppe steppin' in the court, got me dabbin' out of jail Feds talkin' bout murder, I was chillin' with my girl We was laughin', eatin' pizza, even talkin' on my cell [Verse 1: C Biz] I don't wanna be in cuffs, I don't wanna be in chains I'm used to rockin' gold pieces, used to rockin' Balmains I'm used to rockin' Giuseppes, used to poppin' champagne Drop tops in the summer, hardtop in the rain I don't know who's brains, I don't know what you're sayin' £R my sh**, hashtag that's pain I don't know ‘bout d**, I don't know ‘bout guns £R for life, all I know ‘bout is funds In the kitchen smoking indo, whip a kilo, whip a benzo Money marchin' on the magic, put a nino on a kilo I be talkin' on the phone, he be speakin' with the lingo I can move it on the d-low, if you hit me on the reload Cocaina residue, merged in gunpowder Re-up, re-ups, dab talk, Trump Towers Birds flyin', no feelings, Big Six remixin' Marcus Wareing in the kitchen, Master Chef we whippin' Freed out from jail, fresh home no bail Lord please have mercy, this sh** [?] Money marchin' on the digits, money marchin' on the digits b**h n***as keep b**hin', £R we're winnin' £R, £R, C Biz, big business They T.R.U., no True Religion What's wrong with these n***as?, what is wrong with these n***as? Sneak dissin' on the low, but no one's listenin' I know his problem, he's just a midget He's just pissed off, 'cause no one digs him I know your ho, and that b**h be trippin' C Biz big paper, £R big pimpin' [Verse 2: C Biz] I'm red up, came out the pen and I dread up Ferrari, pushed the bu*ton then I sped off Your wife, in the morning when I get up I'm fly, C Biz I'm a jet I do not play with the snow, I don't sniff up like an animal You can holla for the bouj, but I do not mix with the melatonin In the kitchen I'm incredible, I f** b**hes on their bedroom floor In the bedroom I'm the beast, beauty and the beast, my dick is so edible Biz I'm so sick I need medical, fix a n***a or mechanical n***a talkin' this and that, but he did not know what the metals for They came and nicked me for a homicide They wanna charge me like my battery died I told them that I don't know sh**, [?] my girl resides I don't wanna go to jail, I just wanna get a girl Beat the p**y ‘til it swells, fill the p**y ‘til it smells Kickin' back and smoke an L, n***a's ringing like a bell Hit a n***a with a shell, send a n***a straight to hell C Biz he's ill, shoot my n***a if he tells [Bridge: C Biz] Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells Giuseppe steppin' in the court, got me dabbin' out of jail Feds talkin' bout murder, I was chillin' with my girl We was laughin', eatin' pizza, even talkin' on my cell [Hook: C Biz] Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells Fresh home out of jail, fresh home out the cells Giuseppe steppin' in the court got me dabbin' out of jail