Fresh Out

Lyrics

Bitch I'm the greatest Hop step, switch lanes, want jody ball bitch gotta dub in 2k Cross over I play hoes like EA up gang now I need 3 bitch I'm dwade Team player But I ain't givin' out a passes Pump Fakin' I'm leavin niggas on they asses Jumpshot assist a nigga to a casket Jody Ali I came along way from Cassius Shootin guard fabulous fuck a super star Champion I shake niggas they dont know who to guard No hesitation I scope niggas from hella far Seperation see a penalty and make a move a yard Jody, the mother fuckin P A trophy bitch shinin' can't mutha fuckin' see Flexing (bitch) like I'm Mr. T Tracin' no roses I see you talk sweet Thooter (Stupid) send it to me My presence is a present hoe give it to me Bitch I flex I'm Hulk Hogan bitch it's tax season come spend it with me I had to kick my hoe out she kept bringin' up my bitch We ain't here for fillers bitch you here to make me rich She treat me like a trophy she said, "daddy did we win?" Bitch I never lose I ain't think that exist Hoe ain't no choosin better lift your head up For a trip missionary fuck him with your legs up Blue hundos 350's bitch you better not tuck hoe You playin' with my dough bitch I'll put you in the trunk I ain't one to simp trick I'm on some P shit My baby mamma tweakin' said I wouldn't be shit Fuck next I'm up now, when you want to leave this Say everything I touch is gold I'm on some king shit I'm King Jody, the mother fuckin P A trophy, (bitch) I'm shinin' can't mutha fuckin' see Flexin' (bitch) like I'm Mr. T Tracin' no roses I see you talk sweet Thooter (Stupid) send it to me My presence is a present hoe give it to me Bitch I flex I'm Hulk Hogan Bitch it's tax season come spend it with me (Stupid)