true religion fendi

[Intro]
She's got the swag
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Hahahaha, un-un, un-un

[Chorus]
Bitch, we in sold out shows
And if I'm feelin' shit then I'ma up another dose
And I ain't talkin' hoops when I'm ballin' coast to coast
And I ain't talkin' wine when I'm callin' for a toast
I stack my money tall, I feel like Wemby, heaven sent me
Yeah, the pills talkin', I won't let them tempt me
If I'm shootin', pull the trigger 'til it's empty
True Religion holdin' up by the Fendi

[Verse]
I don't pass with these pants, but like fuck it, bro
I got foot soldiers roamin', better tuck those totes
Yeah, this [?] stuffed with switches, full of all that dough
If a pill ain't in the [?] then I might slip like soap
I ain't passin' this grass, bitch, I packed this bowl
You can't trust anybody when the world's this cold
Yeah, my buddy get 'em touched with a ten foot pole
Feel like [?] with the way I get these [?] (Hahahaha, un-un, un-un)

[Chorus]
Sold out shows
And if I'm feelin' shit then I'ma up another dose
And I ain't talkin' hoops when I'm ballin' coast to coast
And I ain't talkin' wine when I'm callin' for a toast
I stack my money tall, I feel like Wemby, heaven sent me
Yeah, the pills talkin', I won't let them tempt me
If I'm shootin', pull the trigger 'til it's empty
True Religion holdin' up by the Fendi

[Outro]
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