Bubba (Verse)

No lil reese but bitch this the top

I'm from the suburbs

But bitch you'll get shot!

Bubba (Verse)

Uhh fresco pass me the dutch

Had me smokin all morning

Half a ounce before lunch

Now we supa sayin five

Gotcha bitch inda sky

Hakavelli in da cut

And you no he gotta dutch yea

And for all you pussy niggas

Talking shit saying we ain't doing

What we rappin bout an shit

Ill have 400 surrounding this bitch

All in plain white ya dats clouds

Shake-in em down now

It's back to the trap

Recc taught me that

CBG to the death lvl up every breath

LVLYSL cloud boys rain hail

Screaming free guwap till I drop

No lil reese but bitch dis da top

I'm from the suburbs

But bitch you'll get shot

Never leta goofy nigga stunt on da block

And that's word to Eskay

Shout out to Eskay

Cloud boyz we dont play

So much drugs n music

You would think its the 80's

Fresh (Verse)

Niggas know I'm hot

I got nova flows

If ya can't compute

I overload

Got more range

Then a rover tho

Young war vet

With a soldiers soul

Some call me Skinny

Some call me Fresco

Some call me Gordon

Some call me Gekko

You might catch me

Out with oz of petro

Shit so loud

You could hear the ecko

I'm a outlaw

I'm from the east coast

But I box south paw

Box south paw

Dont doubt Muah

I'm a real nigga

Rock Polo, Rock Hilfiger

And then he'll figure

I got more ammo

Ferragamo, listen to me

I got Fendi, Im talking

Money I got plenty

They talking Henny

I got Remy

Shouts to Max Biggavel

Been to Heaven

Been to Hell

Shouts to Meek

And Philadel

The flow is heavy

Like a killer whale