Fresh b*tch lyrics
by Eem Triplin
[Chorus]
Aye, I'ma fresh b*tch rock Givenchy on my kicks (kicks)
Solid gold chain put that sh*t right round my neck (Ooh)
I got diamonds dancing call it Just Dance how they prancin' (b*tch)
I'ma fresh b*tch rock Givenchy on my kicks
Solid gold chain put that sh*t right round my neck
I got diamonds dancing call it Just Dance how they prancin' (Hey)
I'ma fresh b*tch rock Givenchy on my kicks
Solid gold chain put that sh*t right round my neck (b*tch)
[Verse 1]
I got my youngin' whippin' with that AK what it do?
I got my vest bullet proof
With matte black sticks to prove
And ya b*tch be sucking good
I call it Tootsie Pop I Diddy Bop (b*tch)
And how many licks does it take? (How many?)
To make me f*ckin' bust up in her face (Like)
(Woo woo woo woo)
[Verse 2]
You a b*tch (b*tch)
Yo momma and yo clique (Clique)
She f*cking with the team
I be making green
Red dot on the beam (Red dot)
I'm tryna live my dream (Dream)
Cash money, only time I give a f*ck is with this dough
I batter up she tryna f*ck
I block that b*tch no time for thots (What?)
I'm coming through no time for wasting
Money making bag chasing cars racing
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up (Vroom vroom)
[Chorus]
I'ma fresh b*tch rock Givenchy on my kicks
Solid gold chain put that sh*t right round my neck
I got diamonds dancing call it Just Dance how they prancin'
I'ma fresh b*tch rock Givenchy on my kicks
Solid gold chain put that sh*t right round my neck
I got diamonds dancing call it Just Dance how they prancin'
I'ma fresh b*tch rock Givenchy on my kicks
Solid gold chain put that sh*t right round my neck