Get Fresh

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]

Most niggas think I'm redundant

'Cause I like to take my shopping sprees out in London

I go to the can, I go shop in Japan

A diamond black card, I get as much I can, man

My seven chains seem so real

Imagination changed all the way that this feels

'Cause it's soft

Ice creams and dunks

My girl rock Louis Vuitton pumps, you ask how much it cost

My nigga, I go hard

I rock Goyard, Supreme, oh god

Thought I had to wear black just to kick Bush

Until a mechanic button pushed me just to kick push

Niggas know I'm a teenage millionaire

Got polos to match every color Care Bear

I get fit with Ralph Lauren, white tees is boring

That's why I rock the best, my nigga, get fresh

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

I'm color-coordinated

Get fresh

They're not color-coordinated

They need to get fresh

We is color-coordinated

It's fresh

(Ooh, yeah)

[Verse 2: Burtono]

Yeah, all white polo, self-titled jeans

Philiano Burtono, dog, own everything

Your boy Philiano is OTC

And at it's worst, I shop out this country

Your boy Philiano got his own clothing

What's the name of it? It's named after me

You ain't gotta stay tuned, this ain't a cartoon

Somewhere far, Mr. Burtono is coming soon

Red, white, blue, that's so fresh

Black on black, you look like a mess

The sunny part about it, I'm so funny

Yeah, I'm so fresh to death, I sweat money

I love it, chillin' in the public

Three hundred bucks for the Rockin' Republics

I don't know, but I'm not the best

I stay, I dress to impress, but just get fresh

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]

I'm color-coordinated

Get fresh

They're not color-coordinated

They need to get fresh

We is color-coordinated

It's fresh

(Ooh, yeah)

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]

I go to Beverly Hills for perfection

Just so I can scope out the new Polo Hansen

My own clothing gives me an erection

I like to jack off to my own clothing

Nigga, check my wallet and see how much I'm holding

A new Bathing Ape t-shirt I'm unfolding

Cuffed pants, bloxhead main attraction

With my jeans, now I have a creative reaction

All my jeans get ripped up from my krew

Probably 'cause my new purple label look blue

Orange, yellow, green, pink, I got fits

My closet is thicker than silicone and Lil Kim tits

And as you can tell I'm on a mission

'Cause I got more True Religion than a Christian

I'm rockin' in public, Banana Republic

You rockin' Akadema jeans, I'm rockin' Rock & Republic (Yup)

Paper with O's on the check

T-shirts with V's on the neck

My flow is sicker than AIDS patients havin' sex

And you know what's next, I'm one of the best, yes

I'm not even gonna tell you the rest, my nigga, get fresh

(Ooh, yeah)