[Chorus]
I’m still fresh as a bitch
God damn look at my fit
I’m still fresh as a bitch
God damn look at my fit

[Verse 1]
It’s still boxes galore
Headed to my pops crib to scoop up more
Sneak ‘em in the crib my n***a you know the vibe
I’m only talking to n***as who live with their girl or their wives
Wear ‘em around the house just to say that you had ‘em already
She count your shoe boxes, even the ones in the attic
Rocking all of my shit ‘til it’s rotten
I took L’s on that app but a n***a still got ‘em
Paid a grip, I’m in the latest drip
You should save your fit
Avirex all blue leather and didn’t age a bit
Christian Dior sweats from the еighties didn’t age a bit
SB’s from ’03 them shits didn’t agе a bit (Naw)
[?] and still active
It’s really easy not to deal with rappers
I’d rather deal with finding a matching pair of my brown Gucci socks
I’m probably the only n***a that got the word sushi blocked
Shouts to the lil homies selling some shit
Right in the mother fucking face of the pig (Mmm)
I’m in the Saltzman number twos
N***as took my sneaker pic as some art they could use (Facts)
N***as used my face as some art they could use (Facts)
N***as tried to cancel me out all because of my shoes
I’m a king, Imma let it be known I’m ‘bout a throne
Different time zone, still gonna get my shine on
Getting fits off, even at the grocery store
Harlem shaking outta style, that means shoulders is cold
Young n***a be fresh [?] go home
All white [?] like a coconut sno-cone (Fresh)
Watching Larry and my brother play bones
I play the bass and highhat
I wear my hat high in Tribec, Alex Trebek
Jeopardy, scallops and sex
I’m the man with the plan and a tower to rest
Sheesh
[Outro]
Whoa whoa whoa whoa man
What what what
We’re only gonna be here for 14 days
I know
Well all 14 of your fits are slick as shit
And they all match with the kicks
Got 14 pairs of them shits
Damn
You knew that though