You Ain’t Fresh Like Me Mr Bigz (Ft. Scorcher, Wizzy Wow & Wretch 32)

[Verse 1: Bigz]
Like ayy, look who just stepped in the door
You can tell by the aura I'm fresh from a tour
Christian Dior from the neck to the floor
So the swag's still dripping, check the sweat from the pores
Ain't no need to check my wind skills
The boy stay fresh like he slept in clingfilm
Yeah, the mink's real, nigga, this is made to fit
Kanye shit, switching on my Taylor Swift
We're doing Gs on the Visa
D&G [?] like breezer with chiefer
Ps are the feature, your eyes got silly clouds
I shine bright, my eyes? Wizzy Wow
I'm on my sky shit, Bigz still bragging, fam
Cause I do fly kicks sicker than Jackie Chan
So casually there's no half-stepping
I'm in another galaxy, go ask [?]

[Hook: Wizzy Wow]
I'm fresh, I'm fly
Tints on my shades so you can't see my eyes
Might see me on the road but I walk in the sky, float in the sky
The sway's so stick, stay close to your wife
Swooosh! You ain't fresh like me
And none of you boys are fresh like me
Swooosh! You ain't fresh like me
And none of you boys are fresh like me