Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh   Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh   Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh      Yo, Rednecks, Colords, Asians, Africans, Ethiopians   What ever you is, this is yo boy   Fresh to the snipes ya hear   With young flip, and I call this one      Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot   Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot   Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos   Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot      Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back   Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac   Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin'   I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin'      You know you baby,   Mama wanna ride wit a G   'Cause she shakin' her ass to this   Mannie Fresh beat      I'm fly as a mothafuckers   High as a mothafuckers, fo row   Down the chain iced out belt buckle, aaa   And I'm still on the grind      I own ten watches   But I'm neva on time   I show up late   'Cause I blow up weight      You doin' shows down hear   But you can't go up state   Now what it do   I tryin' to leave wit you and you      I'm 20 deep, I ain't tripping bring ya crew   I got my heat   You pakin' lil' 22's, we cloven g's   The home and leaving DJ crew      Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot   Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot   Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos   Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot      Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back   Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac   Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin'   I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin'      I got the, big home, the whip chrome   The king back you cant take my throne   I been chillin' on the low gettin' dough fo show   Run up on me 30 shots but I'm lettin' 'em go      You can't fuck wit my team I'm just lettin' you know   If it cost 500 that regular dro   Cops pull a nigga ova   'Cause they jealous of my Carmo      ZZ's 1200 you could smell it through the charts   Rapper sweet roll it up   Get the drink, pour it up   You know you can't      Come wit me if you ain't old enough   You know that desert eagle come wit a holster   But my GT ain't come wit a choffer, damn      Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot   Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot   Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos   Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot      Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back   Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac   Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin'   I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin'      Yeah, the dough boy say I'm shinin' boy   But that shit came from grinin' boy   Yell the diamonds everywhere like a stuck up junin'   Dog I heard your paper low I got that stuck up money      Shut the fuck up dummy, you ain't hard as us   I went to France and found out you ain't large as us   I get paid just ta come to the club and chill   Let yo chick braid my hair cause she love my grill      Fuck a house on the hill 'cause my ship by the lake   I'm like jiga, I can do this in one day   We got weight, we got drunk, we got all the guns   Ask 'bout Lil' Flip you don't know where I'm from      Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot   Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot   Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos   Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot      Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back   Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac   Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin'   I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin'      Yeah, yeah this how we do it man   Ya niggas need to step ya game up man   Glove G's in the mothafuckin' buldin'   Desse duk in the buldin'      D-rad in the buldin'   Rarena kimmins in the buldin'   Black Al Capone in the buldin'   Dre Add in the buldin'      Big west in the mothauckin' buldin'   And we doin' it, so, so mothauckin' big   Big charts in te buldin'   M dolla in the buldin'      We gettin' money nigga   And when you see me in the street say what it do   And don't call me flip no mothauckin' more   Call me flipa rachie ha ha ha      And we out