Fresh Off the Porch Lyrics

That's a whole nother story

Nah nah nah fuck that I'm a just go straight in

Fucking up my bands I just hit my dance, ugh (Wahhnn)

Cannon in our bands

I couldn't wait I swallow the vape

I hop off the porch and open the gate

I hop in the Porsche and literally skate

Been bathing my apes in cranberry grape

My wine is vintage and come in a crate

Dining alone on tomahawk steak

She blowing me up complaining she late

A bitch gotta wait it ain't no debate

I'm not your escape got rid of my cape

My pull out method is kind of perfected

Say I ejected inside of her naked

But honestly nigga I can't recollect it

Highly respected and kind of eclectic

My chain is a hazard for young epileptics

Still be a pimp when I'm old and decrepit

And counting this loot when I'm wrinkled and wretched

Fall in the studio cut me a record

I swerve on a exit and certainly wreck it

All of them records your label selected

The reason your album ain't do as projected

Me and my niggas we keeping it trill

Too independent to fuck with a deal

It got to be like a hundred some mil

I'm making it squeal from under the wheels

Our automobiles got all of the frills

We switch out the grills and pick up the bills

Need me some fields a house in the hills

Need me some pussy that pop like a pill

I need a hot a girl to show me her skills

Who catch it and kneel wherever it spills

I call up my shooter to come with the drills

And this ain't a drill they coming to kill

But I couldn't wait I swallow the vape

Hopped off the porch and open the gate

I hopped in the Porsche and literally skate

Been bathing my apes in cranberry grape

Wine is vintage it come in a crate

Dining alone on tomahawk steak

A bitch got to wait this ain't a debate

A bitch got to wait it ain't a debate aye

Load them shits up let's roll

I couldn't wait yea yea

I couldn't wait yea yea

Hop out the gate yea yea

Hop out the porch yea yea

I got the torch yea yea

I got the sport yea yea