Fresh Lyrics – Kevin Gates

Read the full Fresh lyrics by Kevin Gates from the album Lost Files – The Collection along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
(Ooh, that’s a Harbody beat)
(QRed on the track and he running this b!tch)

[Verse 1]
Cooking onions, beaucoup money on my table (Table)
My b!tch is naked with an earring in her navel (That mean)
D!cking her down, boo in my cell phone rings (Ring, ring)
Grinding for paper, I don’t sell no dreams, I’m fly (Fly)
And I’m a rider (Fly, fly, fly)
Don’t make me make my youngin pull up on the side of you (Brrt, boom, boom)
Brrah, gah, boom, boom, boom, put hollow tips inside of you (Brrt, boom, boom)

Talking women in the telly, I won’t taste it if it’s smelly, woah
Grilled chicken tender salad, went to

[back school] (??) pepper jelly, yeah
I was cruising down the highway (Yoom) with this new machinе gun Kelly (Bang)
I ain’t talking ’bout the artist, bricks in my secrеt compartment
If a b!tch don’t wanna act right, then I’m guaranteed to

[starve] (??)

[Chorus]
I’m so fresh, I’m so fly
I ain’t got on nothing but a T-shirt tonight
And I got a bad b!tch who willing to drive
Can’t take it from the back, but she know how to ride
I’m so fresh, so fresh, so fly
I ain’t got on nothing but a T-shirt tonight
And I got a bad b!tch who willing to drive
Can’t take it from the back, but she know how to ride (What you doing?)

[Verse 2]
I’m just cooling, I’m just cooling like a cooler (Ayy)
On my wrist, this ain’t no Muller
I’m more like (??) (That mean)
Just shoutout to (??) contacting my jeweler (Ring, ring)
This b!tch may be your boo, but to me she just my lil’ booty (No)
I’m talking go to school, but in jacuzzi with the lights on (Fly, fly, fly, fly)

If you a gangster, you go anywhere with ice on (Brrt, boom, boom)
This the right song, party in the building (Brrt, boom, boom)
This .40, won’t conceal it, police in my rearview mirror, woah
Uncomfortable feeling, just got out the penitentiary, yeah
Rappers lying in your lines (Yoom), I ain’t lying, I’m an animal (Grrah)
This semi SIG’ll eat your liver like I’m Hannibal
Disrespect it, bet I’ll put one in your (??)

[Chorus]
I’m so fresh, I’m so fly
I ain’t got on nothing but a T-shirt tonight
And I got a bad b!tch who willing to drive
Can’t take it from the back, but she know how to ride
I’m so fresh, so fresh, so fly
I ain’t got on nothing but a T-shirt tonight
And I got a bad b!tch who willing to drive
Can’t take it from the back, but she know how to ride

[Outro]
(Ooh, that’s a Harbody beat)
(QRed on the track and he running this b!tch)