[Verse 1: Termanology]
I'm fresh in the photos, Polos in the logo
If the show's for a promo then it's a no go
Fresh like a motherf**er clean in the Avatar
And my weed look like a salad bar
Red soles on the suede Pat Ewings
Give me a bird I'll show you why it go two wings
Twenty-two pair of Js, I stay in Versace shades
Fendi suitcase, my closet look like a Dr. Js
Funny how I got ice on this hot bezel
Your sh** cool but it ain't Ralph level
Little Nautica boats all on the comforter
My new coat and my coke both from Colombia
I'm trying to get paid 'cause I got a true talent
And lift my bank account to a new balance
Let's have a converse conversation
I'ma continue to clown, call it determination
Your imagination tells you you may be able to see me
But I'm Jordan and you D-League
And these ain't out for three weeks
The neck breaker, the check maker, I'm so fresh
These p**n stars and models hitting the text
[Hook: Dutch ReBelle]
Photo shoot fresh
Photo shoot fresh
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
(x4)
[Verse 2: Wais]
Fresh in my Guiseppes three quarter [?]
n***as hatin' on my whips like I'm the boss of the plantation
Gold famin', gold chainin'
Suede Kangol Dana Danin'
I'm M-1 aiming, f** slaving over concrete paving
You lames is hoe saving while I'm point shaving
Gambling, hot money in the Caymens
Chick'll bring a n***a a b**h say when
A-men, eh man do the knowledge of that
Three quarter million house I ain't need college for that
Push the pedal on the Porsche, pop a bottle for that
Champagne on my dick, b**hes swallowing that
Fresher than Dapper Dan, how the f** is that possible
I'm fly but on land how the f** is that logical
Being broke is a joke but ain't sh** comical
My [?] down to my hair folicle
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Dutch ReBelle]
Tell the paparazzi pucker up and kiss my poochie
Always pick the Prada over Gucci
Photo bombing b**hes like a general, salute me
Fresher than a summer rain, hot like a jacuzzi
Kept them wild kingdoms on the kicks
Yeah them supers had them suped up
Bucket hat low, don't get karma looped up
Cooped up with a Jordan conoseur type
You the bottom of the jean dragging on the floor type
Now tell me, how you Tommy Hilfiger that
All these high tops on cop b**hes still sick of that
They ain't Gloria Vanderbuilt like me
Used to rock B.C.B. jeans, heels with a tall white tee
f** a trendsetter, there's really no comparing us
Came through crisp fresher than asparagus
Painted like a sketcher but need checks 'cause she knew better
Dutch been fresher than a fitted, I'm a New Era
[Hook]