You want my shoes? You my shirt? My jewels too, n-gga?
you need to Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)
FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one bastard I'm rich, bitch, see the shit this cash get
You can't the price, so why the hell would you ask it? These faggots tried to snatch it, get their ass in a Ya honey love me, she the fashion, & I call her girl, just like her dad did There's 100s on my paper like a ass class kid I'm on top my rap, like an ad lib And you should holler mama, Dolce and mama Gotta lot o mama, Fendi and a Prada So you to Go n some', go go n getcha some (x2)
But to get boy, you got to be rich, or sum & my attire, hard, like my dick or sum I more than ends meet, My Big told me it was bout the Benji's I'm in the limelight, til the point my skin livin' my dreams, til the point you should me to me
FRESH, fresh I'm wrapped in plastic Polo, Louis to Gucci, like one fresh jacket They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that cash get Well you to Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)
If I told you to get it, you n-ggas still wouldn't grab it just to pronounce it, you add an accent & they askin can they call me grocery store, cuz my pockets full of paper and man, you not avoiding my Asian, excuse the lil' Ape in ya face, it stays & when the blaze on high beams, you scream, I scream for some cold ass ice
Well you to go n getcha some, go go n some (x2)
brawds really thinkin, that they gon get em' sum, so they try to take care of me, I'm sick or sum There's some things, I don't like, I them Nikes But not the on whites, forget the price tags 'Cause I get what I like, & you're girl for me Because she like the pipe, ya
FRESH, fresh I'm wrapped in plastic Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that cash get you need to Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)
The on my ass is satin and its sad n You think you could afford this When it comes to the hoes all the man like shaft Cuz I'm clean cut and handle them baggage Atheists turn when I rock my True Religions that real when I'm rockin pastel These wanna wonder what they have on me I'm to my roots like LRG So you to go n some, go go n getcha some (x2)
Pose for the they might wanna take a pic or somethin Hop up in the ride they might wanna let me em some The rag 'round my neck complement the I'm out with brawds you be watchin from your But need money power respect Find a little piece of Jesus and I em round my neck that's
FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh They at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this get Well you to Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)