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Dead Fresh
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Dead Fresh was released on July 17, 2026 by Quality Control Music/Motown Records as a part of the album Dead Fresh - Single
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Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Dominique' Jones
Dominique' Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
Recording Engineer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Okay, I'm dead fresh, Carlton (Dead fresh)
Bottega cardigan, Virgin Mary flower set (Yeah)
Yeah, I pull up fresh as hell, every one of us got M's (Yeah, M-M)
Bitch talkin' 'bout send Zelle, ho, get out my ear (Yeah, bitch)
Money coming in, I put my nanny in Chanel
Made it out the slum, I got my granny pushing a Maybach
If I lose it all, is you gon' hold it down for real?
Hold up, hold up, this beat came from Pharrell (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
First of all, I am not a trick, lil' bitty bitch, but I'll boss you up
I like when she post a picture in some shit I bought for her (I bought that)
Pack out, rock out shows around the globe, I got my offers up (I want that)
Fashion shows want me front row, I'm bringin' my coffee cup (Excuse me)
Tryna make all my greats outweigh my goods, I hope my heart don't bust (Bust)
You look way better with my skin, your boyfriend's an eyesore (Ew)
Really came from nothing (Yeah)
Living in a hotel with my sisters and my mama (Thuggin')
First Black man to do it where I'm from, I'm like Obama (No cap)
Motorcade through traffic when I'm in the town
Dope-boy swag forever, I went Evisus off the Pelle (Pelle)
I got diamond songs, rock Air Force 1s, earrings like Nelly
She had tried to play, I hit her biggest opp, I'm petty (I'm petty)
Country boy, I got four hundred bands inside a Chevy (Chevy)
[Chorus]
I'm dead fresh, Carlton (Dead fresh)
Bottega cardigan, Virgin Mary flower set (Yeah)
Yeah, I pull up fresh as hell, every one of us got M's (Yeah, M-M)
Bitch talkin' 'bout send Zelle, ho, get out my ear (Yeah, bitch)
Money coming in, I put my nanny in Chanel
Made it out the slum, I got my granny pushing a Maybach
If I lose it all, is you gon' hold it down for real?
Hold up, hold up, this beat came from Pharrell (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
442, geek up the motor, this a old school summer (Skrrt)
Inside looking like some crème brûlée, the leather soft as butter (Butter)
Raise my right hand up to God and tell a lie unto your honor ('Bout my brother)
I got rich, but every day I wake up looking for a come up
Louis Vuitton don, jacket cost a dub, yeah
Don Julio, turnin' up the club (Yeah, yeah)
I done cut her off, she's tryna pop out with a scrub (She crazy)
I'm putting on that stuff, Chrome Heart on the Uggs (Yeah, yeah)
I invest my money in the streets and watch it double
Million for the lawyer fees, don't care 'bout getting in trouble
I been that, fine shit in my section
I be making my watches match my car, I'm really flexing
I'm steppin', I'm—
[Chorus]
I'm dead fresh, Carlton (Dead fresh)
Bottega cardigan, Virgin Mary flower set (Yeah)
Yeah, I pull up fresh as hell, every one of us got M's (Yeah, M-M)
Bitch talkin' 'bout send Zelle, ho, get out my ear (Yeah, bitch)
Money coming in, I put my nanny in Chanel
Made it out the slum, I got my granny pushing a Maybach
If I lose it all, is you gon' hold it down for real?
Hold up, hold up, this beat came from Pharrell (Yeah)
Written by: Dominique' Jones, Pharrell Williams
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