Lyrics FYN - AJ Tracey , Rema
Straight
out
of
BC
We
takin'
the
sound
to
the
world,
you
see
They
don't
really
like
me
talkin'
my
shit
like
the
OG's
did
They
hatin'
on
me
'cause
I'm
a
Fresh
young
nigga
cruisin'
in
a
Beamer
Fresh
young
nigga
cruisin'
in
a
Beamer
(it's
Kel
P
vibes)
Fresh
young
nigga
puffin'
on
a
cigar
Fresh
young
nigga
puffin'
on
a
cigar
Wake
up
in
the
mornin'
then
I
cook
up
in
the
kitchen
Put
some
water
in
the
cup,
ice
freezin'
Seein'
clips
from
last
night
intriguin'
I
can't
remember
that
chick
I
was
kissin'
Couldn't
even
get
her
number
Hatin'
ass
niggas
demma
envy
When
I
dеy
with
their
babe
in
the
VIP
loungе
It's
a
young
boy
fresh
P
Star
life
Seven
zero
P,
yeah
Star
life
Me
and
my
niggas
we
dey
chop
life
Top
noch
models
on
my
bed
side
All
white
shoes
dem'
Off-white
Chat
nonsense
to
me
I'ma
go
offline
Miami
beach,
chillin'
with
the
baddest
bitch
Fuck
her
in
the
west,
then
I
fly
her
to
the
south
side
Ain't
nobody
fly
like
me,
uh-huh
Spendin'
on
expensive
shit,
uh-huh
Neck
and
my
wrist
icy,
uh-huh
Small
boy,
but
I
mighty,
uh-huh
Ain't
nobody
fly
like
me,
uh-huh
Spendin'
on
expensive
shit,
uh-huh
Neck
and
my
wrist
icy,
uh-huh
Them
never
see
this
kind
thing
Yes,
I'ma
fresh
young
nigga
Celebrity
crush
in
my
villa
Take
off
her
skirt
and
I
give
it
to
her
Raw,
raw,
raw
She
want
it
raw,
raw,
raw
She
said
don't
stop,
stop,
stop
She
like
it
when
I
hit
it
from
the
bottom
to
the
top
Then
I
took
her
for
a
ride,
ride,
ride
Cruisin'
in
the
sun
side
Fast
money,
fast
life
Niggas
wanna
take
my
life
Yeah,
yeah,
why?
Ain't
nobody
fly
like
me,
uh-huh
Spendin'
on
expensive
shit,
uh-huh
Neck
and
my
wrist
icy,
uh-huh
Small
boy,
but
I
mighty,
uh-huh
Ain't
nobody
fly
like
me,
uh-huh
Spendin'
on
expensive
shit,
uh-huh
Neck
and
my
wrist
icy,
uh-huh
Them
never
see
this
kind
thing
(yeah,
yeah)
I'm
the
youngest
nigga
doin'
this
fly
shit
(Tracey)
And
I
ain't
talkin'
'bout
essentials
my
nigga
(uh)
I'm
talkin'
about
the
penthouse
or
the
Arabic
villa
(that
one)
Or
the
fresh
Cuban
cigars
with
the
cannabis
filler
(woah)
I'm
on
a
different
kind
of
time
(that's
right)
I
grab
the
sea
bass
with
the
chopsticks
and
hit
it
with
the
lime
(one
time)
Ain't
no
askin'
about
my
lady,
you
can
bet
that
she's
fine
(fine)
Body
like
the
fourty-two
and
she
gets
better
with
time,
yeah
(boo-boo)
The
Maybach
leather
came
in
elephant's
breath
These
kinda
colours
you
don't
know
unless
your
earnin's
are
blessed
(bling-blow)
Threw
some
shots
of
opposition
not
for
war
just
a
test
(uh)
Intoxicated
by
revenge,
this
heat
is
burning
his
chest
(cling,
cling)
I
got
this
suit
in
navy
blue,
but
chose
the
burgundy
breast
AP
fresh,
my
watch
collection
murder
the
rest
(bling-blow)
You're
hearin'
lies
if
you
ain't
heard,
I'm
the
best
Me
and
Rema
for
the
remedy
to
purge
you
the
stress,
uh
Ain't
nobody
fly
like
me,
uh-huh
Spendin'
on
expensive
shit,
uh-huh
Neck
and
my
wrist
icy,
uh-huh
Small
boy,
but
I
mighty,
uh-huh
Ain't
nobody
fly
like
me,
uh-huh
Spendin'
on
expensive
shit,
uh-huh
Neck
and
my
wrist
icy,
uh-huh
Them
never
see
this
kind
thing
Fresh
young
nigga
cruisin'
in
a
Beamer
Fresh
young
nigga
cruisin'
in
a
Beamer
Fresh
young
nigga
puffin'
on
a
cigar
Fresh
young
nigga
puffin'
on
a
cigar
Fresh
young
nigga
cruisin'
in
a
Beamer
Fresh
young
nigga
cruisin'
in
a
Beamer
Fresh
young
nigga
puffin'
on
a
cigar
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