Fly Society – Fresh

Fly Society – Fresh Lyrics

Artist: Fly Society
Song: Fresh

Yeah! Uh!
We got back got the witness!
It’s never been done before!
High house, m#th*rf#ck*rs

I live by this motto, ’til the day that I drop
Young, fly, flashy, my n#gg#, it don’t stop
Wear diamonds on my neck, as cold as an ice pop
With a bank account so large, about your block

Fresh Kr3w sweater, n#gg#
You know how I diddy bop
Young’uns on the block like “Terry, you make the city pop”
Stay humble, got b#tches by the bundle

I ball so much, you would never see me fumble
Raised in the jungle with them killers and drug dealers
Wherе some were Raidеrs, and some were Steelers
I stayed on that board, pushin’ up that block

Now I’m lappin’ in the hills and I’m sittin on gwop
〈Chorus – Terry Kennedy〉 (x2)
We fresh, we fly
We got them brand new decks

Supra wheels on the side, we skatin’, by
We ain’t gotta speak, cus ya all know why (we fresh)
I got ice for the winter, got heat for the summer
Pull up in the block, in that all black hummer

Got money in the bank, they call me the young stunner
But don’t test me, I pack nothin’ but thunder
T is a skater, me, I’m more like a player
Curren$y got the cheese, more bills than a waiter

Got b#tches from the cater, that give me that good good
Love a real n#gg#, cus she know I’m from the hood
n#gg#, catch me two steppin’ in the club with my stunner shades
Ice so bright on the watch, it take the sun away

Haters wanna hate, go ‘head and put your gun away
Leave holes in your chest, the size of a funnel cake
Damn my n#gg# ballin’ I don’t play no sports
Got the blueberry Range, and shadow dance in the Porsche

n#gg#, give me that chain, n#gg#, f#ck what it cost
Oh ya earthquake n#gg#s, so it ain’t my fault
〈Chorus – Terry Kennedy〉 (x2)
We fresh, we fly

We got them brand new decks
Supra wheels on the side, we skatin’, by
We ain’t gotta speak, cus ya all know why (we fresh)
Ice Cream letterman, ten times better than

These little boys and anybody standin’ next to them
One thing about to do, gotta bring the cheddar in
Make the haters sick, the doctors gotta bring the medicine
There’s no comparison, there ain’t nothin’ rarer than

These kicks here, because they only made a pair of them
Dress code, just broke out the sanitarium
Hood on the Chevy, seat due like the aquarium
Pockets on my selfish design, it’s this carryin’

Enough loot, bring a single woman out to marry one
Hot spitta cut sharp like caesarean
On a bad day, I could set a trend
〈Chorus – Terry Kennedy〉 (x2)

We fresh, we fly
We got them brand new decks
Supra wheels on the side, we skatin’, by
We ain’t gotta speak, cus ya all know why (we fresh)
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Release Year: 2023