KaeWhyElee - Walk'n Fresh Lyrics

I walk in fresh, like it's my job
No math skills, don't you find it odd
How I'm counting up the money, don't you call me Sweeney Todd
Living life lavish, MySpace you call me Tom
Brady with the passes, 6 rings, no polygamy
But you know I'm getting asses
Only thing I care about, is the assets
I make this look easy, I should teach classes
Classes, classes? you better pass this
Don't f*ck with the Kid, or I'm coming with your casket
Ask him, I'm just shooting for the basket
Balling like I'm Kobe, but the rock is what your passing
You better gas him, cut you off like the last limb
He don't want no trouble, Kanye better ask Kim
Throwing money in the air, you know what the task is
Bitches wanna call me neutron cuz im blastin
KaeWhyElee is the name, I know your bitch was asking
You don't want these problems cuz You're not a mathematician
Luckily for you, I'm f*cking my accountant
We just want the cheddar, we're not caring how we grasp it

And you know, They're always asking me how i make it look easy, and I say

I walk in fresh, like it's my job
No math skills, don't you find it odd
How I'm counting up the money, don't you call me Sweeney Todd,
Living life lavish, MySpace you call me Tom
Petty, but these lyrics aren't really heavy
Coming for a killing, don't you dare direspect me
I'm always writing checks, never really was a lefty
Chillin with a baddie, and she's calling up her bestie
Check please check please, we just want the check please
Sitting at the table, we just chillin here at Denny's
Don't look under, cuz she's grabbing on my testes
(Haha) she's grabbing on my testes

I walk in fresh (Aye aye aye)
I walk in fresh (Aye aye)

Cuz I walk in fresh , like it's my job
No math skills, don't you find it odd
How I'm counting up the money, don't you call me Sweeney Todd
Living life lavish, MySpace you call me Tom
Ford, but I'm just coming with the crash course
Swerving in the coup cuz we're finally on tour
Four damn scour and 7 years ago
I was living by myself, picking crumbs off the floor
Used to going room to room, now we're busting the door
We just want the bag, never really needed more
These lyrics hit you hard cuz they're coming from the core
Throw the kid Dwayne the rock, you know we always score

Cuz I walk in fresh, like it's my job
No math skills, don't you find it odd
How I'm counting up the money, don't you call me Sweeney Todd
Living life lavish, MySpace you call me Tom

(Aye aye aye)
Cuz I walk in fresh
Cuz I wan In fresh