[Lyric] Fresh (CAIRO!)

[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, okay
Yeah, yeah, like

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain't nobody as fresh as me
Who the best? That's me
Heard they stressed 'bout me
Got a lot of bitches comin' out they dress for me
Got a lot cheques that's coutin' up the racks on me

[Chorus]
Ain't nobody as fresh as me
Who the best? That's me
Why they stressed 'bout me?
They be out here lookin' like they wanna catch some beef
Motherfuckers out here sick they can't dress like me
Can't rap like me, can't walk like me
Can't talk like me, can't bop like me
Heard they sick the bitches wanna come fuck with me
I don't fuck with thotties, man, they can't touch on me
[Verse 1]
Ayy, unlikely that your ho is wifey material
Man, she out there triffilin'
Runnin' with some bitches and she gobble up dick
And I don't give a fuck, nah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I just thought that you should listen
'Cause you say that she a child of God
Last I heard, man, she was lettin' pastor hit it raw
See now I get it, why you always super mad?
Why you always on my ass?
Boy, you startin' to make me laugh now, haha, haha, hah

[Verse 2]
Okay I'm sorry, lil' nigga
But be I just gotta keep it hundred
And you the one who done started it gosh darnit, uh
I really doubt that you niggas is 'bout it, ayy
And I can't front you hate me 'cause I'm on it
Ayy, your bitch just farted in the crib
And it really stinks so I gotta kick her out
Thanks for the head and the top
But get out 'cause your breath stink
All in my bed like enough I need me a drink

[Bridge]
Pourin' up a Captain Morgan
When I'm bored with your whore
She tell me that you a'int fuckin' her unless you gon' pay for it
Yah, said you really borin', yah
And I'm really scorin', yah
She say I'm here makin' jokes like my names Jimmy Dore, yah
Truth is be out here doin' this lil' rap shit for fun, ayy
You be out here doin' all this bullshit for hunnids, ayy
I mean bitches, 'cause if you a'int do it then you get none
Ayy, these niggas broke, they got no funds I'll tell 'em like my son
[Chorus]
Ain't nobody as fresh as me
Who the best? That's me
Why they stressed 'bout me?
They be out here lookin' like they wanna catch some beef
Motherfuckers out here sick they can't dress like me
Can't rap like me, can't walk like me
Can't talk like me, can't bop like me
Heard they sick the bitches wanna come fuck with me
I don't fuck with thotties, man they can't touch on me (Ayy, ayy)