Lyrics funky - Henny

You spend hundreds on some shein shit that ain′t worth shit
I just found some undercover 68s and I pressed purchase
I just run it up with all the bros
And thats for certain
Certainly, I put on a show
Open the curtain

Stretch my pics out
I'm reaching for the sky
Wanna take a pic now
I won′t forget this night
You should go and live now
I'm not gon hold you tight

In my undercover bug jeans
Tell me that you love me
I don't want that girl
She smell sour like funky
Got like 4 real bros
So no you not my buddy
Went and put some miles on my ricks so they muddy

In my vetements tee sippin soda
I might spill some
I might throw up
Drkshdw draped like a toga
Brown julius pants look like mocha