Yeah, y’all already know, When I walk the f-ck back You can’t act like that ain’t the flyest thing you ever seen in your whole entire muthaf-ckin sorry a-s life
[Chorus] Can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga that you ever seen Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin’ my phone When I pull up she can’t leave me alone Lil’ homie I grind (I grind) no sleep (sleep) I’m good in the hood everybody know me (know me) I got my truck on blast Hear me when I roll through Stuntin’ like a young n-gga supposed to
Stunt’n like I’m supposed to Ridin’ with my hat cocked Smokin’ something good 3 blunts and I’m smacked out All city on smash, game on padlock 26 inch rims, chrome ‘em on the matchbox 6 bad hoes man I can’t choose one 3 cell phones I just can’t use one You see how often I spit You just off bread hun This the sh-t they can’t do young Talk fly if you look ‘em in the air Too young, you wonder where I got these Gucci pair of shoes from A lot of yall mad To me it’s just funny I see why yall hatin man and the hoes just love me And you know I’m gettin’ shhh F-ck it I ain’t gotta say it The tab taken care of n-gga I ain’t gotta pay it Yea, I’m all day with it, year round I bet if you was here now
[Chorus] Can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga that you ever seen Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin’ my phone When I pull up she can’t leave me alone Lil’ homie I grind (I grind) no sleep (sleep) I’m good in the hood everybody know me (know me) I got my truck on blast Hear me when I roll through Stuntin’ like a young n-gga supposed to
[Verse 2] Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up me I ride clean, neck froze up bad b-tch on the side my n-ggas all rich foreign whips what they drive yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too see them guys with me? they gettin’ money too ride 22′s and got heat so if a n-gga try me you a big prob you runnin’ into I smoke a lot need blunt or 2 at a time whole pounds I be runnin’ through yea, I got a dime b-tch coming through cuz I pimp like I’m supoosed to wonder how I get it like this, I could show you but it’s all leather in the whip when I roll through this year I’m a get sh-t cleared take a look at this kid
[Chorus] Can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga that you ever seen Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin’ my phone When I pull up she can’t leave me alone Lil’ homie I grind (I grind) no sleep (sleep) I’m good in the hood everybody know me (know me) I got my truck on blast Hear me when I roll through Stuntin’ like a young n-gga supposed to