N8 Carter

Been Fresh Remix (feat. Chiefy, IsoCali, Shayne Don, Ivletters, Rozegolld)

n8 carter been fresh remix (feat. chiefy, isocali, shayne don, ivletters, rozegolld) şarkı sözleri

Went and got it in cause it never was enough Purple, white, blue cause I came with the plug I still got bitches up at K.O.D Bitches, bitches, I should have a cane on me, oh Call the lever, dog, I'm moving like Escobar For all you niggas still asleep, I'm bout to give you extra bars While I flex this hard, niggas ain't fresh at all My bitch like Jada, keep her with me, she gon' set it all I got the leverage, dog, you ready? Okay, let's spit bars Money like Niagara Falls, your money like T-Rex's arms Shawty bad, Diana Ross and I don't even check her flaws Cause I don't get it, check and floss, I'm on another level, boss Oh, on God, I'm fresh, on, on, on God, I'm fresh I been that boy, I been that next I been that nigga, I been that chick, on God On God, I'm fresh, on God, I'm set My God the best, that bag don't rest He got his hands on me, slow grind on me Shawty wind on me, no time for me He said he want a boss bitch, red out cross bitch Bagged out boss bitch, Glock 9 real bitch Knock him down, kill switch, mean-ass boss bitch Drop a bag for me, still on matches Look, creased up with the gators on Always leave the house with my smelly arms Got the yak in my cup and my music turned up And I'm finna get my step on Oh, my mama, I'm fresh Guaranteed I do it better than the rest Look, look, I'm the freshest motherfucker On the east side, north side, nigga, and the west line Went and got it in cause it never was enough Purple, white, blue cause I came with the plug I still got bitches up at KOD Bitches, bitches, I should have a cane on me Oh, I'm God, I'm fresh, on God, I'm fresh I been that boy, I been that next I been that nigga, I been that next, on God I been that man for a minute now And niggas ask me how I'm winning now And niggas hatin' that I'm grinning now Cause I just dove in these raps, made hella slaps And spit nothing but facts, I do it all for my net worth You niggas do it for the gram and social networks And when I'm robbin', I spit fire, so my breath hurt And yeah, I'll never hear my rap hurt You probably hear me skirting in a vat first Yeah, hold, it's the finale I'ma kill a nigga, I'ma leave him in the alley Got the tater on the barrel, I'ma leave him where he's standing Give a f*ck about a bitch, I give a f*ck about a mammy On the paper, chasing 24-7, gotta get mine since nine Been up on the corner like a stop sign, grind time Nigga fell in love with that wristwatch I be getting to the cash, nigga, f*ck what you thought I pull up to the crib cause I'm the nigga at the club Dick tube, I made a rem for the love I still got bitches up at K.O.D., bitches, bitches I should have a cane on me, oh Oh, oh god, I'm fresh, I'm, I'm, I'm god, I'm fresh I've been that boy, I've been that dick So, I been that nigga, I been that chick So, I'm god, I'm god, I'm fresh, I'm, I'm Oh, oh god, I'm fresh, I've been that boy, I've been that dick So, I been that nigga, I been that chick So, I'm god So, I been that nigga, I been that chick
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