LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMy Jeans (with Gunna feat. Young Thug)
I just sipped and I can't do nothin'Yeahi got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans)I'ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean)Almost all my bitches ballin', no Lou King21, I'm 'bout to stunt on all your dreams (Stuntin', yeah)This money better not stop (Ayy)I hit the target with the bullseye (Hit mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Loot on the pigs every time (Hittin' mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Me and my dawgs gon' ride out (Hit mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Me and my dawgs gon' ride, uh (Target, hittin' my target, yeah)(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Money tall like Charlie Sheen, yeah(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)This money callin' me in my sleep(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Don't trust a rich nigga that creep, yeahRun that back, TurboWheezy outta hereI was daydreamin' 'bout money, then I woke upI be thinkin' all this pimpin' give the world to herIf I ever get the check, give you the world, girlSee us goin' up and down, roller coasterI'll be the Fn, you be my holsterTell the city 'bout my love, I even post herPourin' all this lean in my styrofoam cup4 Pockets Full, every one of these showsI got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans)I'ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean)Almost all my bitches ballin', no Lou King21, I'm 'bout to stunt on all your dreams (Stuntin', yeah)This money better not stop (Ayy)I hit the target with the bullseye (Hit mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Loot on the pigs every time (Hittin' mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Me and my dawgs gon' ride out (Hit mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Me and my dawgs gon' ride, uh (Target, hittin' my target, yeah)(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)This money callin' me in my sleep(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Don't trust a rich nigga that creep, yeahTop off the Lamb', I get a breeze, yeahMy travel kit is this codeine, yeahI fell in love with Billie Jean, yeahBut Ysl like Wu-Tang with that cream, ohAnd I done bought you everythingBoss you up and put your condo in the treesI bought some Gucci socks so long they can reach my kneesGot a bust down Rollie with big racks inside my jeans, ohI got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans)I'ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean)Almost all my bitches ballin', no Lou King21, I'm 'bout to stunt on all your dreams (Stuntin', yeah)This money better not stop (Ayy)I hit the target with the bullseye (Hit mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Loot on the pigs every time (Hittin' mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Me and my dawgs gon' ride out (Hit mytarget, hittin' my target, hittin' my target)Me and my dawgs gon' ride, uh (Target, hittin' my target, yeah)(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Money tall like Charlie Sheen, yeah(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)This money callin' me in my sleep(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)Don't trust a rich nigga that creep, yeahRun that back, TurboWheezy outta hereWheezy outta hereWheezy outta hereWheezy outta here
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