Lyrics
First day of school fresh
Fresh to death till the sunset
Hotbox the damn jet
I be high as the damn jet
Smoke Grade A nun less
Got Grade A on the damn test
She asking questions like it was test
If we don't fuck then she gon get upset
Dripping sauce it's okay to stare
Putting kush all in the air
Police looking I doun't even care
We Golden State it ain't even fair
She get fucked and get bus fare
Dripping flavor call me Ric Flair
So much sauce I don't know what to wear
Blunt in my mouth fist up in the air
Fresh to death it ain't hard to tell
Niggas hating tell em wish me well
Went and got it with no wishing well
Coming closer cause she love my smell
Deliver package like you got mail
She be buying I gott dreams for sell
Making waves letting ship sail
Keep yo pussy cause that shit stale
True story these are not tales
I will not fail I will prevail
Eyes low as hell
Kush up in my cells
First Day Fresh
Sauce Walk-in
High as bird's nest
Demanding my respect
Niggas buying vest
we aim at ya head
Im First Day of School Fresh
From head to toe
Which one of y'all I'm fucking
Ennniie minnnie mooe
And my heart is so cold like it need a coat
Flooded out my wrist I don't need a boat
Fresh to day everyday like I walk with soap
WRITERS
Lavante Ford:Bey
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