Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Yeah I'm coolin' in this bitch
Please don't get to actin' stupid
Snuck them tools up in this bitch
Yeah we pulled up in this bitch
Like the I-R-S for taxes
And we came for everything
Like they did to Toni Braxton
I got lawyers watchin' lawyers, never lack
Hoe nigga
Been about that bread thats a fact
Hoe nigga
You flexin and cappin and wellin
One week you savage, the next week you tellin
Bag and sell it
Nigga you smell it
Hundred round drum make you spin like propellers
All in ya house eattin all of ya salmon
Got my feet all on your ethan and allen
Ridin the waves, I feel like a sailor
Rockin the boat like Aaliyah, I'm jammin
She singin opera, I'm out like a phantom
Brought her a friend, they doin me tandem
Sayin my porridge is too hot to handle
She ridin my hood and blowin my candle
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Eyes out for the slithery
Grease can, real slippery
Worked out my vicinity
Had it worked out with delivery
Put that work out and turned out
Now all's left is a memory
Still got all that artillery
Turn inside out all ya scenery
Since them late nights tryin'a take flights
They comin back cause it taste right
When that money stacks feel like butch cas
Stay clear of them funny types
Cous I aint payin no dummy price
Momma hopin and pray Im dopin and slangin
Its crumblin up like its soap in the finger
Numbin them up like a coat on a hanger
Crampin the style but they never contain it
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Mawc 45 - Form Lyrics
Mawc 45 - Form Lyrics
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Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Yeah I'm coolin' in this bitch
Please don't get to actin' stupid
Snuck them tools up in this bitch
Yeah we pulled up in this bitch
Like the I-R-S for taxes
And we came for everything
Like they did to Toni Braxton
I got lawyers watchin' lawyers, never lack
Hoe nigga
Been about that bread thats a fact
Hoe nigga
You flexin and cappin and wellin
One week you savage, the next week you tellin
Bag and sell it
Nigga you smell it
Hundred round drum make you spin like propellers
All in ya house eattin all of ya salmon
Got my feet all on your ethan and allen
Ridin the waves, I feel like a sailor
Rockin the boat like Aaliyah, I'm jammin
She singin opera, I'm out like a phantom
Brought her a friend, they doin me tandem
Sayin my porridge is too hot to handle
She ridin my hood and blowin my candle
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Eyes out for the slithery
Grease can, real slippery
Worked out my vicinity
Had it worked out with delivery
Put that work out and turned out
Now all's left is a memory
Still got all that artillery
Turn inside out all ya scenery
Since them late nights tryin'a take flights
They comin back cause it taste right
When that money stacks feel like butch cas
Stay clear of them funny types
Cous I aint payin no dummy price
Momma hopin and pray Im dopin and slangin
Its crumblin up like its soap in the finger
Numbin them up like a coat on a hanger
Crampin the style but they never contain it
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Yeah I'm coolin' in this bitch
Please don't get to actin' stupid
Snuck them tools up in this bitch
Yeah we pulled up in this bitch
Like the I-R-S for taxes
And we came for everything
Like they did to Toni Braxton
I got lawyers watchin' lawyers, never lack
Hoe nigga
Been about that bread thats a fact
Hoe nigga
You flexin and cappin and wellin
One week you savage, the next week you tellin
Bag and sell it
Nigga you smell it
Hundred round drum make you spin like propellers
All in ya house eattin all of ya salmon
Got my feet all on your ethan and allen
Ridin the waves, I feel like a sailor
Rockin the boat like Aaliyah, I'm jammin
She singin opera, I'm out like a phantom
Brought her a friend, they doin me tandem
Sayin my porridge is too hot to handle
She ridin my hood and blowin my candle
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Eyes out for the slithery
Grease can, real slippery
Worked out my vicinity
Had it worked out with delivery
Put that work out and turned out
Now all's left is a memory
Still got all that artillery
Turn inside out all ya scenery
Since them late nights tryin'a take flights
They comin back cause it taste right
When that money stacks feel like butch cas
Stay clear of them funny types
Cous I aint payin no dummy price
Momma hopin and pray Im dopin and slangin
Its crumblin up like its soap in the finger
Numbin them up like a coat on a hanger
Crampin the style but they never contain it
Too fresh, form
New best, form
New checks, form
You flex, form
Yeah I'm coolin in this bitch
Please don't get to actin stupid
Snuck them tools up up in this bitch
Writer: Marcus Weldon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid