Suede!

[Intro]
Yeah
MATHIAS
Yeah
Uh, uh-huh
I'm with, I'm with, I'm with Dustin

[Chorus]
My jeans, my shoes, that's suede (That's suede)
I'm keen, I'm cool, you lame (You lame)
Made ten-thousand today (Uh-huh)
That is minimum wage (Skrrt, skrrt, skrt)
My jeans, my shoes, that's suede (That's suede)
I'm keen, I'm cool, you lame (You lame)
Made ten-thousand today (Today)
That is minimum wage (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse]
'Boutta buy a flight to Mumbai for the weekend (Yeah)
All you niggas fell off, you ain't in season (Skrrt)
"Describe her top", uhm, well, it was decent (Woo)
Might just spazz in a Benz, boy, I'm tweakin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Holy shit, I'm tweakin', holy shit, I'm tweakin'
Do my dance, do my dance, nigga, for no reason (Yeah)
Spend some bands, spend some bands, just for the weekend (Yeah)
Care 'bout how you sleepin', [?] while you heatin' (Yeah)
Now I'm in main stage, fuckin' on a bad ho (On a bad ho)
That shit rich, man, for all you niggas that don't know (You don't know, bro)
Several women keep linin' up at my shows (Skrrt, skrrt)
Why they trippin'? They don't even got iPhones (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
It smell like rich in here, it smells like bitch in there (Uh)
It smells like motherfuckin' sex, drugs and hits in here (Uh)
They ridin' dick and blowin' kisses 'cause we lit in here (Okay)
Pro'bly brought a fuckin' liter of some Tec in here (Uh-huh)
Now, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, let me check my Motorola (Brrr)
Off some fuckin' coca' while I'm sipping Coca-Cola (Yeah)
Barely got diploma and I dipped up outta nowhere (Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)
Things inside my soda can induce some things like coma (Ashka)
She a stupid slut, I fuck her hard up on the sofa (Oh, yeah)
Had to rubber up, I'm not tryna be pushin' strollers (Brr-ah)
Then I take a flight all the way 'Nona (Yeah)
Diamonds on my face, diamonds on my homies (No-no)
Me and my homies pop her pussy like a gusher, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Pop some scripts and sing to bitches like I'm Usher, yeah (Woo, woo)
My mula stack up, and your boyfriend is a sucker, yeah (Brr-ah)
Don't get it twisted, I'm from India, not Pakistan (Ashka-ashka)

[Chorus]
My jeans, my shoes, that's suede (That's suede)
I'm keen, I'm cool, you lame (You lame)
Made ten-thousand today (Uh-huh)
That is minimum wage (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
My jeans, my shoes, that's suede (That's suede)
I'm keen, I'm cool, you lame (You lame)
Made ten-thousand today (Today)
That is minimum wage (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Outro]
That's suede
That's suede
That's suede
Uh-huh