[Intro]
Ain't nothin' fresher than my—
Ain't nothin' fresher than my—
Ain't nothin' fresher than my—

[Verse 1]
Limited release, had to pull up early
Number thirty-three on the back of my jersey
I'm an all-star, from low to high tops
The line's for five blocks, can't wait 'til they drop my

[Chorus]
Kicks, kicks, kicks
Ain't nothin' fresher, no one's steppin' on my
Kicks, kicks, kicks
They be like, "What are those? Those soles are
Sick, sick, sick"
I be like, 'Sure you right", paparazzi takin' pics

[Post-Chorus]
They want the kicks, they want the drip
They want the heat and they know who's lit
Wе stroll the streets laced up, don't trip
Don't trip

[Bridge]
I like custom Nikеs (Woo)
Gucci suit me nicely
Prada make 'em pricey
No one wears 'em like me
My soles got soul, I've been this gold since I was three years old
I'm going for my goals, soaring high to the stars
It's more than what you wear, represent who you are
Just when you think I'm high enough, high enough
I'm 'bout to take it higher up, higher up
Leaving gravity, I'm fired up, fired up
It's a King 6 release, bruh
[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' fresher than my
Kicks, kicks, kicks
Ain't nothin' fresher, no one's steppin' on my
Kicks, kicks, kicks
They be like, "What are those? Those soles are
Sick, sick, sick"
I be like, 'Sure you right", paparazzi takin'
Pics, pics, snip-snip

[Verse 2]
It's hard to explain the game and what it means
From the sketch on the page to the stitch on the seams
From the OGs to Hyperstrike color schemes
Don't sleep on me, homie, I design in my dreams
'Cause everything's fine in my dreams
I can fly in my dreams, sky high in my dreams
But I fall down to Earth when the alarm clock rings
Back to reality, I'm only seventeen, man

[Verse 3]
I should be makin' Nike, I should be makin' Reebok
You should be checkin' Hypebeast to cop my new Adidas
I should be hitting new heights, I'm coming for the kingdom
Deadstock, just watch me change the world with my kicks
I glide, I slide, I fly with my kicks
[Outro]
You can tell a lot about me by the way I wear my
Kicks, kicks, kicks (Haha)
Ain't nothin' fresher, no ones' stepping on my
Kicks, kicks, kicks
They be like, "What are those? Those soles are
Sick, sick, sick"
I be like, 'Sure you right", paparazzi takin'
Pics, pics, pics
Ain't nothin' fresher than my kicks