Fly kicks, fly wear, fly gear, fly chair
Fly swag, fly bag, fly niggers that ain’t fly shit
Your chick, she know, for real, she know
Can’t tell motherfucker, I won’t go, 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
Iglu, iglu, iglu, cool

Big willy, stay chilly
My money so funny is silly
Look at you, look at me
Look at these, nigger please
What’s this in my pocket?
This not if I lie
Big dollar, big dollar, paper guap

What’s that? Oh, this?
Freshy, freshy
Freshy, freshy, yep
What’s that? Oh, this?
This here?
Freshy, freshy
Come and look at this, nigger only here with

High price my cloth
Over price my hoes
New hoes, no fisc
Make account, lot of chips
Get brain your bitch
She loves lot of cash
Going broke ain’t an option
If I want it imma have it
Hundred K, that’s nothing
Everybody talking money
Talking chips, that’s done
Start the car, push button
Get trippy, pop pills
White girls, snow cold
I do it for the cash, for the drugs, not a hoe
Nigger safe when I swear past
Get a bad bitch with a burkon bag
With a drug habbit, just roll the 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

What’s that? Oh, this?
Freshy, freshy
Freshy, freshy, yep
What’s that? Oh, this?
This here?
Freshy, freshy
Come and look at this, nigger only here with

Hot wheels be hot
May what? Maybach
Bu what? Bugatti
Masa who? Masserati
My chick got body
It shakes like jelly
Big tit, big booty, no belly
Big tit, big booty, no belly
My swag, my style, supreme, don’t
So slip, so fresh, so clean, so
My boat, my plane, no more cocaine
Uh-uh, don’t sniff, that nigger idea is deep
My brain, I’m smart
This nigger right here gonna start
Big bands, big bands, gonna do it big like roll this
Mikey, Mikey, Mikey Mouse
Montaga big ol’ house, no niggers sleeping on my couch

What’s that? Oh, this?
Freshy, freshy
Lambo, Lambo, Lamborgini
What’s that? Oh, this?
Flush it, flush it
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Louis

Vuiton, Christian, Louis Vuiton, red bottom
All colors, all types I got ‘em
I study, I bought them
I rock, I wear, that shit you won
Peace on, peace on, peace on Laurent
Your style be old, play out baggy
My style new shit, way out swaying
Freshy, yep, expensive, yep
Imma buy me a jumbo jet
Least set to the New York jets
Balling, balling, balling big
Shot calling, shot calling, shot calling, yeah

What’s that? Oh, that?
Oh, that the number plat
Platinum, platinum
Platinum, plax
I let you hold some stacks
You gotta pay ‘em up bad
Go buy you a couple Cadillacs
Ball hard motherfucker, be black

What’s that? Oh, this?
Freshy, freshy
Freshy, freshy, yep
What’s that? Oh, this?
What, this?
Freshy, you know, you know
You see this shit
This shit freshy, freshy, freshy
Freshy, freshy
I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh to death