Ripped Jeans

Ooh, shit, that's a daily GB! Ha! Nah.

Nah. Nah.

I got the same jacket on, but these some different jeans.

There's so much dog shit on my pants, these some different jeans.

You and me are not alike, we got different genes. So much gackle in my pants, I just ripped the jeans.

Bitch ass fat as fuck, she just ripped the jeans. I ain't got a tea cup, but I be sippin' lean.

Nigga tryna ball by himself, how you forget the team? I just dropped the A and popped the

X, it got me feelin' mean. Aye, I'm in beast mode.

Knock, knock, when they get to the door, shoot through the peephole.

This bitch pussy wide open, this a deep hole. Bitch fucked up my wood, I had to re-roll. Next Friday, get 'em Chico.

Aye, your album cover hard, but songs weak though. Is your toes painted?

Let me see your feet, hoe. You ain't gon' shoot the gun, let me see the heat, bro.

Aye, first thing first, shout out Rio. Bro helped me make my first million, now I need more.

Aye, in that ocean, I'm a shark, you a Nemo.

Nigga, get the fuck back, you a weirdo. Why you standin' by me? A rack ain't shit, my pants a thousand.

Aye, we put his ass in the wood, then lit that bitch up.

We put a lighter to your crib and lit that bitch up.

Knocked the breath out him. We shot a nigga in his legs, now he can't step body.

Bro shoot from deep as hell, they think Steph shot him.

My fiend went to rehab, he got a meth problem.

All blue hundreds on my— oh my! All blue hundreds in my living room, nigga, oh my.

All blue hundreds on my living room floor, I'm Crip walkin'.

I'm petty, so the pint and took a zip out it. What I'ma wear tomorrow? Maybe Rick Owens. Just let lil'

Tay use my Escalade, he try to switch out it. We got a big problem.

My drank man just said it won't be 'til tomorrow. I'm with the coochie man, pull your clit out.

You want my autograph? Pull a tit out. I shit talk so much, I got a big mouth. But

I don't talk that much, unless it's 'bout dollars.

I think he workin' for the feds, bro's watch wired. Every other week, we go Glock shoppin'. I'm only slidin' in a BP,

I'm not a car hopper. My little brother bad, he a barber hopper.

My nigga diamond link, let's go star shoppin'. This bitch shine like a shootin' star.

They had the shit in park, but- they had the shit in park, but the. 308 moved the car.

I wonder what video I'ma shoot tomorrow. Damn, it's somethin' else I got to do tomorrow.

My family mad at me 'bout the scooter burn.

But shit, I didn't lie, I told the truth to y'all. But lyin' on a nigga, that ain't standin' on the business.

You can't have an attitude when the truth involved.

He got the law involved, I got troops involved. We keep them bitches on us, we'll shoot in the mall. I don't Window

Shop, what you doin' tomorrow?

I just asked this fine shit, "What she doin' tomorrow? " She said, "Anything I really wanna do. You know if you pull up, then

I'm fuckin' you. " I'm like a dog with that little pink thing out.

Bitch, how I get stuck to you? Like, bitch, like a female dog.

I ain't Day-Day, I would've shot your ass, you keyed my car. Bear really bite somethin', gotta feed my dog.

I got another pint comin', finna drink it all. Damn, I'm trippin', like,

I forgot Jay was on Friends of the Sun. I had that motherfucker ran so long.

This shit be fun though, bro, for real shit!