xtcthug - DENIM Lyrics

XTC
F- Fine shit I'm tryna f*ck her face
I move on my own ain't leavin' no trace
Stayin' on point, make no mistake I'm up in the trap, damn near everyday
Pink 50, blue hundreds 45 on my hip, ain't goin' for none
Down bad in the trench, turned nothin' into Something
I'm beatin her back, she yellin, she comin
She yellin, she comin, huh
Young nigga start stunnin, huh, huh
I got a button, huh Gen five start bussin, huh, huh
Ain't goin' for none, huh Ain't goin' for none
Lil' bitch I'm the one, Lil' bitch I'm the one
Some of these bitches be basic
All my diamonds, they shinin, they racist
If I got a blunt, I'ma face it
She throwin' that ass, I tell her to shake it
On the way to the top, I can't fake it
They don't like what I do, man, they hate it
Can't wait till the day that I make it
Niggas broke, niggas hate, niggas save it
Ha, ha, f*ckin' on the opp twat (Huh huh)
Wasting my time, nigga, tick-tock
Hop in the car, better come hop, huh (Skkrt Skkrt)
Hop in the car, better come hop, huh
Get put in the box
I got some codeine, I'm crackin' the seal I'm mixin' it up with the motherf*ckin' rock
Everything low' price bitch, we havin' them deals come motherf*ckin shop
I'm in the trap, lil' bitch, we totin' the steels
Yeah, I don't give a f*ck how you feel Yeah, I'm just bein' for real, yeah
Huh, huh, get put in the blender, huh Front line, front center, huh, huh
Cold like December, I got this lil' bitch, she feelin' my denim
She lookin' too good, eat her for dinner
Cash out at Saks, got me some denim
Cash out at Saks, got me some denim
Sak drugs in this bitch, huh, huh, huh