Issue No 138 Fresco Lyrics

Condo deck, smart water
Dutch master stuff with that master kush
Ball man from waist to foot
Leaning on the banister like, 'damn, I should write a book'
I'm feeling like that James, I'm famous, BK
So shorty, look
I'm searching for bills like I'm Uma Thurman
Preaching ghetto gospel to the people
Welcome to my sermon, service is my plug
And my nigga only speak in German
Swerving through the potty full of mollies
Skipping buts twerking
Please, been on that paper, nigga
Came up from that idle beat
Arena sneaks, been kept gold on my wrist
I'm thinking teeth eating beef
Gold fangs ripping straight through your issues
Please speak your piece, got rugas for suckers'
Eat with family only
'Cause nowadays niggas be acting phony
Know my name and try to shake my hand
But they don't even know me
My name be Fresco
But lately they just call me Tony
Come get you a whole thing for 12
You know my price is lovely
At the top is kinda lonely
So I brought my fucking homies
Loyal to the love but the game from cottages'
Shout out to my jack boys on 21st
You my brodies, same money nigga till they put flowers on me