Young Yonny - The Money "So Fresh" lyrics

[Chorus] FRESH Coming through shinnin' on them p**y's Keep that lama on me n***a Get money on them p**y's (so fresh) Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' Gucci to the maid and them hoes (so fresh) Got the candy on the seat The belt and the package n***a under the heat (so fresh) So the time be the time So a must a n***a shine so we stay up on the grind [Verse 1] Yea its big money talk, see I got it from the big n***a From the lil n***a to the field n***a [?] n***a want the whole blow So we put the game down n***a and got it under control Disrespect the G code, f** that, we know How them p**y n***as just act up and go home Yeah, see, I seen it first hand But I still look like a man n***a did it with the gun in my hand Fresh, whether, get it any weather Rain or snow, we shinin' for the cheddar Money in the lama, how we ride when we grindin' on 'em Birds keep flying while these n***as keep hatin' on 'em Yeah, that's why they come up so short Like caught the new sport, tell me this ain't p**y [Chorus] [Verse 2] Find me in another town doin' like it's my town 5 star G homie anywhere I leave my crown Burnin' with a few b**hes May know about the riches Boss hog new n***a that's a whale to these new fishes So we chill at the hotel 5 star Baby flame and she know me well And that's just my thing Goin' straight to the bank And how we work that thing You know the game bring money over b**hes and b**hes over money Them hoes chasin' so a n***a keep runnin' Back to my saddle homie Mils and pounds on him Uptown crown, see the number above the digits? See we live above the heights Do it under the lights We do it so bright (so bright) Like picked tomato, ripe picked tomato Make your head a tomato b*tch [Chorus] [Verse 3] Landed on my island again, jet black helicopter Know I got that other chopper, that's how I'm flyin' homie Hittin' them switches on 'em Complete a mission on 'em One of a kind, sky high, that's how we gettin' it on 'em Got the money though, trade the bird bag Gucci and [?] bag, Louie and Fendi bag You know we trippin' when we tear the whole mall down It's big money homie, this is how we shut it down Yeah, n***a we sip to dip Dip on this money while we chase and flip Higher than high life, that's just another sight Put it in your life, that's just another flight Yeah, got a car on full Mashed the whole gas, n***a get it till your good See, I play it for the hood Got it out the hood and a n***a ain't full [Chorus]