F2DFIU
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin’ on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door
Now you act real grand
snorting lines with ya friends
Pop a Molly bitch
I’m over here collecting these bands
No need to hire hitmen
to put you under the sand
Howard Simms tappin’ circles round you
bitch is you playin’?
You for real you a joke
trick I heard you on dope
Keep my name out your mouth
’fo’ I wash it with soap
What you can’t comprehend?
bitch lets not play pretend!
Fresh to death
grim reaper
baby this is your end
Yeah for you there’s no hope
trick I heard you was broke
Chasing trade down the road
sucking dick just for dough
Pussy bitch understand
that I am the man
You want to bumble with the bee
well baby this is your chance
Stack you a band
become your own brand
Household name nigga
baby be in demand
One glove on the hand
Moonwalk
Neverland
Beat it Michael Jackson style
taking charge of command
But before you begin
get rid of those friends
Olivia Pope’s on the line
time to fix those loose ends
Just dip on these hoes
then leave ‘em a rose
No photoshopping on those photos nigga
strike a new pose
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin’ on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin’ on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
booking sold out shows
Making all this money
might buy a new nose
I’m taking pics with the fans
I’m wildn’ out on the ‘gram
Meet and greets lit bitch
then I travel new lands
Harriett Tubmans on hand
then link up with my man
Fifty Shades of Grey
kinky type wonderlands
Private islands
it’s lit
we build houses and shit
Generational wealth
just to pass on to my kid
Fathered a boy not a girl
rockin’ a natural curl
’Til he locked it all up
and now he ruling his world
We taking over this earth
I’ve schooled him from birth
Never allow a fuck nigga
to ever tell you your worth
Shine bright like a star
the star that you are
Keep your head held high
and keep you a memoir
When your dead and your gone
your legacy will live on
Fresh after death
baby you are phenomenal
Stack you a band
become your own brand
Household name nigga
baby be in demand
One glove on the hand
Moonwalk
Neverland
Beat it Michael Jackson style
taking charge of command
But before you begin
get rid of those friends
Olivia Pope’s on the line
time to fix those loose ends
Just dip on these hoes
then leave ‘em a rose
No photoshopping on those photos nigga
strike a new pose
Chorus
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin’ on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin’ on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door
I’m taking over this earth
been doing it since birth
Fresh to death
even when they put me under the dirt
I’m taking over this earth
been doing it since birth
Fresh to death
even when they put me under the dirt
This ain’t what you want
I’m Misty Copeland on point
Yoncé shoutin’ out the king
on the pages of Flaunt
I say this ain’t what you want
I’m Misty Copeland on point
Yoncé shoutin’ out the
king on the pages of Flaunt
Chorus
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin’ on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door
I’m fresh to death on these hoes
bussin’ in through the door
Pussy poppin’ on a handstand
drop it real low
Get your face off the floor
yeah you heard it before
I’m that same nigga
one that left your name at the door