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FRSH
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
FRSH was released on November 17, 2020 by TheOnlyEntertainment as a part of the album FRSH - Single
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Release DateNovember 17, 2020
LabelTheOnlyEntertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Theo
Theo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Calvin Quentin Hankins
Calvin Quentin Hankins
Songwriter
Patrick Wallace
Patrick Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yzzi
Yzzi
Producer

Lyrics

Why they talking, I be fresher than a peppermint
Got them thinking that I'm God, because I'm heaven sent
Keep a ten
Baddie right beside, because I'm diving in, let them in
Even when I lose, boy, I tend to win
Why they talking, I be fresher than a peppermint
Got them thinking that I'm God, because I'm heaven sent
Keep a ten
Baddie right beside, because I'm diving in, let them in
Even when I lose, boy, I tend to win
I ain't moving less I'm walking to the bank
And I ain't stopping until I'm buried in the franks
I try to hit them with the logic in my tracks
But shorty throwing ass, so I tell her bring it back, ok
I'm on a whole, 'nother, level ya dig
Get a shovel and call it quits
If you don't sound like this
Everything that I put into it
****, I don't, miss
I'm Barry Bonds, with the hits
When I snap like this
I be supersonic, this shit is ironic
Got a **** feeling so iconic
I'm feeling hypnotic
They looking robotic
I'm out of this world
But still I be popping
Like the gums, of a chick
That'll never be stopping
I kick it like Liu Kang
These **** hop in my lane
These women feeling my songs
And now they going insane
Ain't no labels hitting my line
So I'm taking my time
Perfecting my craft
'Cause one day I'ma blow like a mine
****
Why they talking, I be fresher than a peppermint
Got them thinking that I'm God, because I'm heaven sent
Keep a ten
Baddie right beside, because I'm diving in, let them in
Even when I lose, boy, I tend to win
Why they talking, I be fresher than a peppermint
Got them thinking that I'm God, because I'm heaven sent
Keep a ten
Baddie right beside, because I'm diving in, let them in
Even when I lose, boy, I tend to win
I'm to fresh
Got them thinking that it's death
Aye, what's next
When I walk into a room
It's respect
No regret, I demand
Request a hundred grand
Then expand
I grind until I go and get these bands
In my hands
Young kid, chilling like Doug
The way she pop it like a pill
I swear that she the one
She look at me like I'm serious
But I'm having fun
I'm extra, fresh
To death like I endorse gum
Written by: Calvin Quentin Hankins, Patrick Wallace
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