FRESHIE (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Scott Mescudi/Patrick Reynolds/Oladipo Omishore/Julian Gramm

Composed by：Scott Mescudi/Patrick Reynolds/Oladipo Omishore/Julian Gramm

Produced by：Plain Pat/Dot Da Genius/J GRAMM/Jean Baptiste

Aye yo aye yo aye yo aye yo aye yo

Aye aye yo aye

Aye before we even get started

You ugly ************* ain't finna be mocking me

While I'm on ************* stage

Like straight the **** up

I ain't gone lie

My nigga Cudi been fresh since days been turning to nights

This nigga 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 nigga nothing when I'm in the room

See I ball **** '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 nigga 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

**** Cudi you better get these niggas

Get 'em

It's the boss star till I'm all gone

Serving business get a ticket tell 'em "Come on"

All my niggas feel me can't save her boy

Can't blame 'em when I'm doing what I'm doing

I don't give **** about a punk talking ****

I'm the illest nigga 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 nigga repping 'cause a nigga say so

And some dumb bucks never get it

Dumb bucks stuck never living

Riding pulling up it begins loud truck on a *****

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 ****** from the C

Never ever seen a nigga 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 nigga Dot

And we raging out

With a ***** with a couple knots

And we know when we got 'em hot

Sucker niggas 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 ******* 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 nigga living with some stress

Off this openly and bag it grab

Another nice room I'm with my womans rubbing on a fat a*s

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

I'm fresh in the night and I'm doing shrooms

Can't tell a nigga nothing when I'm in the room

See I ball **** '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 nigga 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