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khaliq – alte fresh lyrics

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[hook: khaliq]

durag on fresh
iphone on fresh
f-nny pack on fresh
weird shades on fresh
alte we fresh (4x)

[verse 1: khaliq]

island for the weekend
bad girls i dey dm
real life i be f-ck boy
ig i dey form boss
twitter i dey banter with the n-gg-s who get rabba
but my followers dem no like am
my followers dem no like am
i be like og. do you really wanna know me?
burna boy wey dey sing song
tell me how you don’t know him
tell me how you don’t roll with
young boys wey dey roll weed
young boys wey dey puff kanaku
young boys wey dey chop fish (okay)
look at the fleek of my wrist
i just be whipping a brick
these b-tches they feeling my trips
these b-tches they feeling my d-ck
look at the fleek of my wrist
i just be whipping a brick
these n-gg-s they calling my name
these n-gg-s they calling my name
swagged out in my nikes
everything looking flashy
shoe game looking nike
poof baby we 90’s
poof baby i’m balling
balling like i’m jordan
jordan from new orleans
poof baby i’m flossing

[hook: earl jon doe]

white socks on fresh
shoe vans on fresh
durag on fresh
dark shades on fresh
alté we fresh (4x)
baggy pants on on fresh
f-nny pack on fresh
money stacks on fresh
jameson on deck
alte we fresh (3x)
alte we…

[verse 2: earl jon doe]

born & raised in the city
a native like t–zee
i won’t budge it ain’t millis
drb lasgidi (fresh)
they’ve been checking for the boy, i’ve been gone for a minute
i’m anywhere in the world but never in my feelings
i got the smoke like a hotbox
you know i’m fluent with that plug talk
know i’m blind to them bad vibes, trap house like a bird box
every record finna pop off, make a tape go fort knox
all ’em n-gg-s getting h-lla g-ssed, get ripped apart like a chop shop
they with us, let ’em in
she gon give r-t-rded head cuz i got special needs
tell your man give it a rest or he might rest in peace
hit em with a tec, then go ghost just
like sdc
i’m not, in this to play
sh-ttin on rappers, & p-ssing on graves
young poseidon, created the wave
word to my durag, let’s keep it that way
this ain’t no bants, i mean what i say
whatever the plan, i’m not with it today
wrist look like it’s drippin a lake
gold chain on that minimum wage
that’s 18 karats, weight improper
chain so heavy might change ma posture
me & money been changing vows
i don’t play with mine or this thing of ours
i’m bouta be a major problem
my 15 minutes might just take an hour
tell your favorite rappers & they favorite rappers
the kid coming, throw a baby shower



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