Karaoké Dead Fresh Lil Baby

Okay I'm dead fresh, Carlton

Bottega cardigan

Virgin Mary flower scent

I pull up fresh as hell

Every one of us got M's

Bitch talkin' 'bout send Zelle

Hoe get out my ear

Money comin' in

I put my nanny in Chanel

Made it out the slum, I got my granny pushin' a Maybach

If I lose it all is you gon' hold it down for real

Hold up, hold up

This beat came from Pharrell

First of all

I am not a trick lil' bitty bitch but I'll boss you up

I like when she post a picture in some shit I bought for her

Pack out, rock out shows around the globe

I got my offers up

Fashion shows want me front row

I'm bringin' my coffee cup

Tryna make all my greats outweigh my goods

I hope my heart don't bust

You look way better with my skin

Your boyfriend's an eyesore

Really came from nothin'

Livin' in a hotel with my sisters and my mama

First Black man to do it

Where I'm from

I'm like Obama now

Motorcade through traffic when I'm in the town

Dope-boy swag forever

I went Evisus off the Pelle

I got diamond songs

Rock Air Force Ones

Earrings like Nelly

She had tried to play

I hit her biggest opp, I'm petty

Country boy I got four hundred bands inside a Chevy

I'm dead fresh, Carlton

Bottega cardigan

Virgin Mary flower scent

I pull up fresh as hell

Every one of us got M's

Bitch talkin' 'bout send Zelle

Hoe get out my ear

Money comin' in

I put my nanny in Chanel

Made it out the slum, I got my granny pushin' a Maybach

If I lose it all is you gon' hold it down for real

Hold up, hold up

This beat came from Pharrell

Four-four-two

Geek up the motor

This a old school summer

Inside lookin' like some crème brûlée

The leather soft as butter

Raise my right hand up to God and tell a lie and tell your honor

I got rich but every day

I wake up lookin' for a come up

Louis Vuitton don

Jacket cost a dub yeah

Don Julio

Turnin' up the club yeah

I done cut her off

She's tryna pop out with a scrub

I'm puttin' on that stuff

Chrome Heart on the Uggs

I invest my money in the streets and watch it double

Million for the lawyer fees

Don't care 'bout gettin' in trouble

I been that

Fine shit in my section

I be makin' my watches match my car

I'm really flexin'

I'm steppin'

I'm dead fresh, Carlton

Bottega cardigan

Virgin Mary flower scent

I pull up fresh as hell

Every one of us got M's

Bitch talkin' 'bout send Zelle

Hoe get out my ear

Money comin' in

I put my nanny in Chanel

Made it out the slum, I got my granny pushin' a Maybach

If I lose it all is you gon' hold it down for real

Hold up, hold up

This beat came from Pharrell