Tan Fresco

[Intro]

Okay
Okay

You know people always tell me, you be so ducked off working on music you gotta be exhausted
And I be like nah I’m really feeling Tan Fresco you feel me
That means “so fresh” in spanish if you didn’t know

[Verse 1]

Big dog trynna get up my weight so move and get out my way (weigh) (my way)
And I ain’t write the song "Paper Planes" but I’ve really been M.I.A (IA)
My ex said I was seasoned wit the rapping but I don’t care about old bay (old bae)
Don’t even worry bout it, God got it so really what a hater gone say (Okay)
Now I ain’t trynna start nothing look what we done done
Really wasn’t trynna Flеx, this ain’t One on One
I know it ain’t all love and thе hate gone come
They say we looking like a lick, I say watch your tongue
Jesse on the base (bass) I’m like oh it’s lit
You reap what you sow and I know my stitch
I felt so out of place as a git, I’ll admit
But, it worked out now I see just how the cross fit
Let’s do it, flow stupid
One sided it’s a blow out, the air humid
Man I said I had the juice they try to dilute it
But when you know you got it everything’s fluid
Add a little Razzle on it, (few sprinkle)
Ain’t the average Joe mixing (Mixon), (no Bengal)
I’m looking for a home run, (new single)
Speak english and I talk money, (I’m bi-lingual)

[Hook]

Big shot big vet, I won’t even break a sweat
, cuz really got me feeling tan fresco (Aye)
Let my hair swang, still repping Jesus gang, if you rolling wit the homie then let’s go (Let’s go)
Still gotta build, quarterbacking in the field and you know we get it snapping like Bledsoe (hut)
Always down to ride, got my dawgs right beside
So we turn the whole building to a Petco (grr)

[Verse 2]

Let’s take a trip come and ride wit me
Gotta set the tone right It’s the “vibe” for me
The Lord is good all the time and I would agree
Like a, sip and paint you gotta taste and see
I mean we living in the 21st century
It’s the USA Today, that ain’t news to me
And we’re all his children well obviously
So if God is the truth I got it honestly
You know that we’ve been forgiven
MTV cribs come see how we living
Feeling incomplete I can tell you what’s missing
Gotta keep it real (reel) in my hook, gone fishing
But, I’m still that Mr. Get Jiggy
Also known as Mr. I’m too witty
You know that I’ll ride for my dawgs in a jiffy
Bad boy after 97, no biggie
You smart Alec, you going out sad
Well first, tell me who’s Alec? I’m Chazz
To me well you got it crisscrossed, that’s plaid
Might as well call me Tubi cuz I’m bout to act bad
I’m on one and then some
When you have God, you fear none
Might lose or win some
San Fran it ain’t Purdy but it gets done

[Hook]

Big shot big vet, I won’t even break a sweat
, cuz really got me feeling tan fresco (Aye)
Let my hair swang, still repping Jesus gang, if you rolling wit the homie then let’s go (Let’s go)
Still gotta build, quarterbacking in the field and you know we get it snapping like Bledsoe (hut)
Always down to ride, got my dawgs right beside
So we turn the whole building to a Petco (grr)