FRESHIE Lyrics

Aye yo, aye yo, aye yo, aye yo, aye yo
Aye, aye yo, aye
Aye, before we even get started
You ugly motherfuckers ain’t finna be mocking me while I’m on motherfucking stage
Like straight the fuck up

I ain’t gone lie
My n** Cudi been fresh since days been turning to nights
This n** been fresh since bass lines was breaking hearts
Fresher than anybody made in America
Matter of fact, intergalactic fresh
DJ Drama

I’m fresh in the night and I’m doing shrooms
Can’t tell a n** nothing when I’m in the room
See I ball, fuck ’em all, till you get it, dude
And I beat the oochie up, get up in her womb
It’s a new damn day, film coming soon
If they call for a n**, I’m controlling the minions
Walk in and send ’em, when we ragin’, we grinnin’
Wait, wait, hold, hold, hold, hold up, wait a minute

Shit, Cudi you better get these n***
Get ’em!

It’s the boss star till I’m all gone
Serving business, get a ticket, tell ’em, “Come on”
All my n*** feel me, can’t save her, boy
Can’t blame ’em when I’m doing what I’m doing
I dont give fuck about a punk talking shit
I’m the illest n** in it, been a trender from the top
We ain’t hear the chumps when I step up on my wall
I’m the realest n** repping ’cause a n** say so
And some dumb bucks never get it
Dumb bucks stuck never living
Riding, pulling up, it begins, loud truck on a bitch
Bump, bump, I’m slumped, keep it hitting
If she wanna leave, I let the girl leave
They can feel the pain when I bleed what I bleed
Yeah, I’m just a wizard boy, tricks up my sleeve
Give a brother double O, even when I leave
Yeah, I’m just the cleanest mother fucker from the C
Never ever seen a n** quite like me
Take it on the roof, with the front too low
Gather up the blunts, but I’m down in the row
And I’m all dazed, eyes neon red
Nails manicured, got a knee on head
She tryna talk deep, forgot what she said
Got a bad yellow bone and she in my bed
I’m just a king living, dreams are true
I’m winning and I been in it, make her cream, don’t gotta say it wanna
When I pull up on the booth, get the scoop, uh-huh
It’s the one on, get on down
Rolling with my n**, Dot
And we raging out
With a bitch with a couple knots
And we know when we got ’em hot
Sucker n*** think it’s love, but I told that boy, “No, it’s not”
Can’t stop, Cudi know you food
Been doing what you gonna do and I’m pretty too
Going hard till I’m in the tomb
Gotta move like I’m running on my last day, I’m so consumed
And them demons hating, yeah, they on me
Boss, can you hear em? Give ’em love when you see ’em
Never been a type to end it, I’m fucking spending
I’m pouring out a side of liquor and then I did it
Ask the Lord, the Lord to pass the phone
Now prai-prai-prai-praise your God
I’m straight dripping, there’s the boy
Keep the guards up, back, back off the boy
They saying I’m singing
Just a n** living with some stress
Off this openly and bag it, grab
Another nice room, I’m with my womans, rubbing on a fat ass
A return of the Mack, gon’ rep that

Dot, what up?
You know
Maybe if you made some changes in your life
Think positively
Get you some motor, you can be fresh too

FRESHIE Lyrics

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