​​in dese G Star Denims !

[Chorus]
These niggas-these niggas be hoes, so I'on keep up with 'em
I feel so clean in these G-Star denims
An-an-and these jeans, got some racks up in 'em
Countin' up green, nigga, too clean
Got a bad bitch, and she lookin' mean
I'm pourin' up some shit up, pourin' the drink
We servin' the opp, nigga, we servin' fiends (Fiends)
I feel like Juice, I got blood on my jeans (Jeans)
She don't know me, we gettin' that bean
These niggas be cappin', they fakin' their streams (Streams)
I cannot cap and I put it on me
Th-they (Yeah) ain't think I could do it, but now they 'boutta—

[Instrumental]

[Interlude]
Yeah, ayy, huh, ayy, huh, uh
Uh-huh, huh
Uh, uh-huh, huh, yeah
Huh, yeah

[Verse]
Don't be out here-don't be out here flexin' everyday
Throw these racks up in her face (Face)
I'ma keep stackin' up
I'ma keep packin' up these niggas 'cause they lames
These niggas, they do it for fame (Fame)
Designer shit, that's what I'm sayin' (Sayin')
I'm ridin' with my nigga, we ride with the stick
I'm slidin' with my nigga, and we slidin' up with the glicks (Blaow)
I'm rollin' up some gas while you smokin' on some mid
Versace my designer every time they check the fit
But these niggas still try to hate on me
If he talkin' down, they like coffee
And I'm pourin' up with the gang, with my posse
I got the fenty, [?] me
How do these fuck-niggas know yo' shit sweat?
Yeah, uh, ayy
Where's-where's my blunt? I'ma roll it up
If you got some racks, nigga, hold 'em up
When I first seen the money, I was sellin' dope
The-these niggas my sons, so I'm T'd up
I'm countin' it up, I don't need ya
I got a white bitch, her name Nina
It's gon' cost some dough for a feature

[Chorus]
These niggas be hoes, so I'on keep up with 'em
I feel so clean in these G-Star denims
An-an-and these jeans, got some racks up in 'em
Countin' up green, nigga, too clean
Got a bad bitch, and she lookin' mean
I'm pourin' up some shit up, pourin' the drink
We servin' the opp, nigga, we servin' fiends (Fiends)
I feel like Juice, I got blood on my jeans (Jeans)
She don't know me, we gettin' that bean
These niggas be cappin', they fakin' their streams (Streams)
I cannot cap and I put it on me
They (Yeah) ain't think I could do it, but now they 'boutta see

[Outro]
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