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J Lethal

Phresh Lyrics - J Lethal

( Chorus: Taevon Shevy ) 

 

I'm fresh 

You can tell the swag in my step that I'm fresh 

You can tell the rag on the left that I'm fresh 

You can tell I'm sitting real high 

Got you haters looking mad 

I know you want to know why, 'cause I'm fresh 

 

You can tell the swag in my step that I'm fresh 

You can tell the rag on the left that I'm fresh 

You can tell I'm sitting real high 

Got you haters looking mad 

I know you want to know why, 'cause I'm fresh 

 

Fresh, fresh, swag in my step 

Fresh fresh, rag on the left 

I'm fresh, fresh, 'cause I'm sitting real high 

Fresh fresh, I know you wanna know why 

 

( Verse 1: J Lethal ) 

 

Bank card heavy while it's sitting in my pocket 

Got yo' bitch all on my dick 'cause I got bands in my wallet 

It's Jay F. Tae, the F is for Formidable 

I'm a martian on a planet that you would find inhospitable 

With my nigga T smoking on that Rob Zombie 

Bad yellow bitches and they sipping on that Dom P. 

That's Dom Perrion, if you hating carry on 

Running this shit like we in a marathon 

Bitch it's Jay F. Tae, the F is for phenomenon 

All about my cheese, mozzarella, Parmesan 

Bitch I am a Don in the upper echelon 

Face in her pussy after we drink that Patron 

All black denim, red fitted on my head 

And I keep more hoes than a fucking widespread 

I'm a Eastside nigga 'til the day they fucking bury me 

Lil Jay with the mind of a military G 

 

(Verse 2: Taevon Shevy) 

 

I'm a P-H-R-E-S-H G 

From the Louie to the truly florescent jewelry 

Invested into a key, and stacked it up from the feet 

I'm talking a hundred in, stashed in the front seat 

With no problem to shower bitches that's popping up for they cheese 

I pop up to hit they needs 

Respect me like loyalty 

Bitch, I'm a King, can't nobody tell you less 

Fitted cocked to the left 

R.I.P, I'm fresh to death 

Or I'm probably with ya bitch 

Having a couple sips 

Gone off the Perrion, feeling no consequence 

I'm feeling all confident, she talking a lot of shit 

But nothing is relevant besides the obvious, that I'm 

 

[ Chorus: Taevon Shevy ] 

 

Fresh 

You can tell the swag in my step that I'm fresh 

You can tell the rag on the left that I'm fresh 

You can tell I'm sitting real high 

Got you haters looking mad 

I know you want to know why, 'cause I'm fresh 

 

Fresh, fresh, swag in my step 

Fresh fresh, rag on the left 

I'm fresh, fresh, 'cause I'm sitting real high 

Fresh fresh, I know you wanna know why