Fresh Diccies Suit Lyrics

Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work

Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work

Sharp ass crese in the pants and the shirt No time to play once we punch that clocc

Can't be scared once we ride on the blocc Like a light bulb, we gon' light this bitch up

Bring the spray paint, we gon' write this bitch up

Got my bandana, wipe away all the sweat Left niggas dead, what the hell you expect

Spin around the blocc, throw these fuckin' gloccs away

Stop and get some chiccen, nigga, take your lunch break

Four man crew on that St. Ives brew Some smoke weed and snort coke too

Go and watch the news, let's get a job report Split the loot in half just like divorce court

Go and pacc a bag, then take a vacation Get back is real, nigga, no hesitation

Homie can't go, he got hurt on the site No workman's comp, man, he fightin' for his life

Just got word, man, another contract Six digit score, man, I gotta get that

I'ma do it by myself, I ain't bein' greedy Late night, all black, no one can see me

Slide on a nigga like a fuckin' playground Bring the right tools, lay the whole place down

Succa got a vest on, wear your heart at I'ma hit your head, nigga, wear your hard hat

Job well done, but you always got haters Fuck em, I can deal with they ass later

Stitch ass nigga tryna make me lose my gig Tell the law, man, shit, it is what it is

I been doin' this shit way over time And I be goddamned if you stop my grind

Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work

Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work

Fresh dickie suit, bout to put in that work