This is a song about "Get fresh expensive clothes"

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Heavy doses, hands grippin on expensive sodas/

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Dc has never seen such progress

Enouph i still feel fresh

Here i go again, falling in love

Like clothes, herself swallows my census

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

This a different motor man better go to work

This is oh so much like getting votes

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes