Текст песни Jeans - JCK

Look my hair long as shit
And these chicks wanna get it
Got my pumped up kicks hella fresh lookin' pretty
Need my bills all mint like the place that they print it
I pull up to her spot and my jeans started ripping

No Supreme but I'm in that box
Tees from the vintage shop
She's getting shitty but she pretty when she give me top
Keys, got the city locked
Freeze but I'm pretty hot
She's on her knees but that kitty's what I really want

She said Gucci and Prada me
Really feel like a prodigy
Got her hands around me squeezing up and down like it's pottery
Fuck around and made a splash and now these artists been calling me like
Aye hol' up bro, ain't you saving a spot for me

Okay, the day is upon you
We out here playing Rapunzel
I gave her dick, she got a Birkin boy it came in a bundle
She boutta stay for the summer and so I'm making a come up
All these boys are really faking like they came from the gutters

That ain't the type of shit I be on (Nah)
Keep it real but I be colder than some freon
Tryna put my neck on all the shit you go and ski on
She been like a fiend for the Celine, ain't no Dion

Look my hair long as shit
And these chicks wanna get it
Got my pumped up kicks hella fresh lookin' pretty
Need my bills all mint like the place that they print it
I pull up to her spot and my jeans started ripping

My pockets big as shit it's like my pants just got a parachute
I don't beef for free with bitches, show you how my lawyer do
Pocket pussy digital
I can't take niggas serious
I let him hit it once now and he acting so delirious

Got him tongue tied
Imma get so wet you gotta hang me from the clothes line
And if that bitch so bad just tell her come and meet me outside
We are not the same kind
Bitch I got a great mind
If you took some notes on me you might just come up with some great lines

I ain't talking to a nigga that can't respect women
And I don't like motherfuckers that can't handle business
Me and Ben Frankie been matching in these blue jeans
Riding on two wheels, popping wheelies in the big league

Give me the loot, give me the stash add to my tax bracket
I just know that in my field I am so outstanding
You can't fill my pockets or my shoes, why you lingering
Me and money best friends when we link up ain't no bickering

Look my hair long as shit
And these chicks wanna get it
Got my pumped up kicks hella fresh lookin' pretty
Need my bills all mint like the place that they print it
I pull up to her spot and my jeans started ripping

(Pull up to the spot and my jeans started ripping)
(Pull up to the spot and my jeans started ripping)
(I just pull up to the spot and my jeans started ripping)
(I just pull up to the spot and my jeans starting ripping)