French Montana - Fresh Out lyrics

Ft. Rich The Kid, T Bird & Mike Zombie (Hook) Fresh out the lobby kitchen, it was a hobby pitching Don’t serve to anybody, and f** the competition Couple cases open, money my only motive My lawyer got my paper work in like twenty folders (Verse) I got the bricks, they fresh out the kitchen Who did say the pages were missin’? Whippin’ a bowl, money so hard that it’s goin’ to mold Dirty magnolia bust down, I got a choppa, don’t come round Come to the choke cuz I got pounds Kickin’ the door and you lay down I’m a young rich n***a, way too much lean, I ain’t doin’ the liquor That’s yo b**h? I’mma hit her Get to the money, young n***a get richer Boring, put it in writing, you know I got yo hoe with me Kitchen my wrist did a 360, f** the police, they can come get me She a bad b**h, put her on the runway Send ‘em bricks my way, andalle Louboutin opting, cuz that my business she stalkin’ And then get back in the morning I said Halima, no coffin Fazing young n***a, you a buster Too many chains made you a buster (Hook) (Verse 2) f** you and the competition, crocker Quarter million dollas in the kitchen, crocker Got that baking soda and the pitches with us I heard yo cousin was the main when they shoot that p**y n***a I put oppas in my cup, cut money, gut birdie up Side by say that me, wa**up, I don’t shoot, I say _____(?) I put that money in the cut, got that work up in my truck And I got yo wiffie vibin’ and you know that b**h a smut I don’t neva tuck my eyes, 4 5 6 I roll that dice Less you tryna keep it fresh, just put that dope up in that ____(?) I don’t f** with them otha n***as, so f** the competition I don’t eat with them otha n***as, so f** the competition Muthaf**as! (Hook)