FRESH AS HELL Lyrics

Wo-wo-wo

(That's Okpetre)

Gremski

Hop right in some shit, it go up to seven gears

I've been wearing Legend every day for the past seven years

Fashion, crybaby, I mix this shit with denim tears

I'm high as hell but don't treat them like they below me on different tiers

Even though it is different tiers and I'm the top

Don't want to take a bullet like souvenir so I gotta keep one up top

Pockets big as 1up Tee, blunt size of Coi Leray thigh

That nigga wild, must be Zoovier cause that nigga hit some Fetty Wap

I love me a tall bitch with ass and class, I'm trying to get Megan WAP

Get me a lil bitch and transform her, turn her to Megan Fox

Damn, he got a gun like a Transformer, that bitch bend in and out

He want to stock off, I want it on, he say you gotta twist and lock

Man it's time to get on

I can't dread this shit no more, no twisted loc

Call this nigga Weezy, he po'd a four and then he kissed his pop

He ain't even get a U-Haul but I heard his gun got a different box

Pockets fatt with two T's, I swear you'll think I was here with Fox

I hit five bad bitches today, you would've thought I had a different cock

And I been just trying to change my ways, but I can't just get it out

Never been a game, you can't play or sit this out

Skiers ain't a gang, a brotherhood with no new mamas

Fill lift up the chain, I show earrings for all our darkest problems

Bouta be like Skeetch and put a chain on my jeans

I ain't got no tetus but I keep patches on my jeans

I just fuck this cold bitch on a mattress and backseat

Snoop so laid back that's why his drac under recliner

Am I a bad influence that's a question I ask me

They having a time of they life on two man with Grem and Big Lana

Ain't seen my therapist I keep on adding on new trauma

He keep wok poin', act poin', into drama

We got on thc, got her back broke with no condom

Slam bitch over the bed like ECW, ropes bouncing

Monday night Thc got drunk raw, and I think that nigga Jim Ross was announcing

He Teddy Long, won't put the smack down, somebody stop him

I done licked this bitch toes, her calfs and kept it in and wonder why she toxic

I done picked this bitch brain and let her pick mine, that's the only option

Nigga got hit in his mind, hit in his noggin

She can't open Tesla, she ain't never been inside it

These earrings can't sit still these motherfuckers, busybodies

And niggas ain't just Ski, these motherfuckers anybody

Niggas make me sick mimosa is my antibodies

She lied and swallowed a pill and said it was antibiotic

He say he shoot til the finger hurting like he picking cotton

She only 22 but her booty big like a auntie body

Bitch got all her followers but really don't have anybody

Earrings threw a party and I don't think nobody else can kick me out it

Nigga switching sides want mashed potatoes and I got you broccoli

Nigga fresh as hell in this bitch

Nigga whole shit Legend, Season five patch on everything (With the Skiers nigga)

You already know nigga, Steve Irwin, Gator patches on my shit nigga

On Skis, with the Skiers