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fresh l. - toll gate lyrics

verse 1
girls like ‘leave it to fresh”, blase blase sh-t
hate how i speed in a benz on my daghe sh-t
n-ggas be at 355, on a friday shift
shooting like sesan… with my fade sis
this ain’t no medicine
she blew like radisson
never wanna mess with squares, only madison
maybe ny
you suggest superfresh, wavy can’t lie
my fab flow is mental
they have no intellect
display disrespect
say im not blown but im the littest on the internet
they all still ‘kfb’ me
swear they dont see a future, and very few cici me
they moving onto wilson
i’m swinging with no wilson
now they up at hillsong
singing all the hymn’s son
im tryna build, son
like a n-gga jim jones
now she wanna give me neck but that giraffes long

hook
she dey smoke for the toll gate
give me neck for the toll gate
move gears for the toll gate
lets take it home bae

verse 2
she has join bad gang
me i stay with good gang
she the headmaster, call her mrs durand
call me mr never wear a durag
call me mr had a louis rag before n-ggas had
the white tried to ghost me but i don’t like casper
tried to give me shots but i’d rather be on chapman
went down to chelsea, looking for an azba
that ain’t a joke like my brothers names nasr
i need my shine, ok lets get it in
93s best out here like a veteran
you girl talking bout she needs money for her hair and sh-t
can’t get in the club ok imma get her in
no hands, no hands when she out with you
some fans, slow dance when she out with the crew
i get her dropped at l1
her tops a rare one, word

- fresh l lyrics

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