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I just might designer my jeans
I want ice I want them diamonds on freeze
Up all night I get high from this weed
I been grinding tryn' provide for the team
Ferragamo
With Fear of God bro
Amiris, feel like Pop Smoke
They stare at me like Pablo
I just might designer my jeans
I want ice I want them diamonds on freeze
Up all night I get high from this weed
I been grinding tryn' provide for the team
Ferragamo
With Fear of God bro
Amiris, feel like Pop Smoke
They stare at me like Pablo

They stare at me just like I'm Escobar
I'm rare and they rushing to get a part
I'm apparently much like the best with bars
I don't care I buy drugs with my debit card
No sparing these bugs they was never smart
I carry no crutch for my head and heart
Young player in the cut all my senses sharp
It's so clear that I'm up like I kept a chart
I'm colder than life in the Arctic Circle
My cro got a knife it ain't hard to hurt you
A ghost in the night when I'm sparking purple
Shawty blowing my pipe she gon' gargle gurgle
I want gold and some diamonds on par with pearls
Had to show off my grind like an artist's murals
All my foes got no bite they just bark at squirrels
When they notice my might then they guard they girl
Can't bury the hatchet or chop up the beef
I serve it they catch it they all want a piece
These serpents be snatching up spots when they sneak
But I'm certain my savages slaughtering meat
There's curves in this passage not perfectly neat
I work like assassins and murder the beat
They nervously laugh when I swerve on the scene
I'm burning this gas I got terps in my genes
You turning up racks I'm the first one you'll see
I'm earning some traction they nervous of me
I heard that you capping just curb it like streets
I put words into action I'll kick in your teeth

I just might designer my jeans
I want ice I want them diamonds on freeze
Up all night I get high from this weed
I been grinding tryn' provide for the team
Ferragamo
With Fear of God bro
Amiris, feel like Pop Smoke
They stare at me like Pablo
I just might designer my jeans
I want ice I want them diamonds on freeze
Up all night I get high from this weed
I been grinding tryn' provide for the team
Ferragamo
With Fear of God bro
Amiris, feel like Pop Smoke
They stare at me like Pablo

I'm moving bags like it's Costco
I do the dash call me Roscoe
Guy you caveman no Sam Losco
Why you stay mad so damn hostile
I do not brag but I boss bro
I'm doing math off this pot smoke
High due to hash I'm head honcho
Fly through them racks and get lots more
I been a don no debacle
I'm in her jaws they get jostled
I get the guap that's my gospel
I spit with cause I'm colossal
I drip a lot like a nozzle, ah
Dig in her box like a fossil
Shit on an opp down they tonsils
Kick 'em they drop and they topple
Sipping this slop by the bottle
My bitch give me top yeah she wozzle, ah
Got it lit from St. John's to Toronto
Clique 'gon get popping like pronto
Opps wishing and watching they lost hope
I want digits and dollars like stockbrokers

I just might designer my jeans
I want ice I want them diamonds on freeze
Up all night I get high from this weed
I been grinding tryn' provide for the team
Ferragamo
With Fear of God bro
Amiris, feel like Pop Smoke
They stare at me like Pablo
I just might designer my jeans
I want ice I want them diamonds on freeze
Up all night I get high from this weed
I been grinding tryn' provide for the team
Ferragamo
With Fear of God bro
Amiris, feel like Pop Smoke
They stare at me like Pablo