Freshy Lyrics - #willpower [deluxe] - Will I Am

Fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit 

Come and look at this, nigga over here wit' 

Fly kicks, fly wear, fly gear, fly chair, 

Fly swag, fly bag, fly niggas that ain't fly shit. 

Your chick, she know, for real, she know, 

King Tut motherfucker I'm gold, icy, stay cold. 

This car right here I made, I made 

I am, I am, I stay paid. 

You didn't know? Now you do, 

Motherfucker like me stay cool, 

Igloo, igloo, igloo, cool. 

Big willy, stay chilly, 

My money so funny is silly. 

Look at you, look at me, 

Look at these, nigga please. 

What's this in my pocket? 

This knot, it's a lot 

Big dollar, big dollar, paper, gwop. 

What's that? Oh, this? 

Fresh shit, fresh shit, 

Fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, yep. 

What's that? Oh, this? 

This here? 

Fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, 

Come and look at this, nigga over here wit' 

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High price, my clothes 

Over priced, my hoes 

New house, no fence 

Bank account, lot of chips. 

Gettin' brain, your bitch, 

She loves, swallowin' kids. 

Going broke, ain't an option, 

If I want it, I'm a cop it. 

Hundred K, that's nothing, 

Everybody talking money. 

Talkin' jets, that's stuntin' 

Start the car, push button. 

Get trippy, pop pills, 

White girls, snortin' coke 

I do it for the cash, for the drugs, not a hoe. 

Nigga safe when I swerve past 

Got a bad bitch with a Birkin bag 

With a drug habit, just rollin' hash, 

In the strip club throwing cash. 

In here trapped out, money machine go beep 

In here racked out, counting bands off in my sleep. 

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What's that? Oh, this? 

Fresh shit, fresh shit 

Fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, yep. 

What's that? Oh, this? 

This here? 

Fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, 

Come and look at this, nigga over here wit' 

Hot wheels be hot, 

May what? Maybach. 

Bu what? Bugatti, 

Masa who? Masserati. 

My chick got body 

It shakes like jelly. 

Big titty, big booty, no belly, 

Big titty, big booty, no belly, 

My swag, my style, supreme, dope. 

So slick, so fresh, so clean, soap. 

My boat, my plane, no no cocaine, 

Uh-uh, don't sniff, that nigga right there is different. 

My brain, I'm smart, 

This nigga right here gon' start. 

Big biz, big biz, 

Gon' do it big like Walt Dis 

Mikey, Mikey, Mikey Mouse, 

Motherfucker got a big ol' house 

No niggas sleeping on my couch. 

What's that? Oh, this? 

Fresh shit, fresh shit 

Lambo, Lambo, Lamborgini. 

What's that? Oh, this? 

Fly shit, fly shit, 

Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Louis. 

Vuiton, Christian, Louboutin, red bottom, 

All colors, all types I got 'em, 

I study, I bought them. 

I rock, I wear, that shit you want 

Yves Saint, Yves Saint, Yves Saint Laurent. 

Your style be old, played out baggy. 

My style new shit, way out swaggy. 

Fresh shit, yep. Expensive, yep. 

I'm a buy me a jumbo jet, 

Lease it to the New York Jets. 

Balling, balling, balling big, 

Shot calling, shot calling, shot calling, yeah. 

What's that? Oh, that? 

Oh, that ain't nothin' but plat 

Platinum, platinums 

Platinum, plaques 

I can let you hold some stacks, 

You don't gotta pay 'em up (?) 

Go buy you a couple Cadillacs 

Ball hard motherfucker, be black. 

What's that? Oh, this? 

Fresh shit, fresh shit 

Fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit, yep. 

What's that? Oh, this? 

What, this? 

Fresh shit, you know, you know, 

You see it. 

This shit, this shit 

Fresh shit, fresh shit, fresh shit 

Fresh shit I'm fresh, I'm fresh I'm fresh 

I'm fresh to death.