Lil Baby: My Jeans
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Lil Baby: My Jeans
I just sipped can't do nothin
Yeah
I 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 lowkey
21, 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 my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Loot on the pigs every time Hittin' my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Me and my dawgs gon' ride out Hit my target, 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, yeah
Run that back, Turbo!
Wheezy outta here!
I was daydreamin' 'bout money, then I woke up
I be thinkin' all this pimpin' give the world to her
If I ever get the check, give you the world, girl
See us goin' up and down, roller coaster
I'll be the FN, you be my holster
Tell the city 'bout my love, I even post her
Pourin' all this lean in my styrofoam cup
4 Pockets Full, every one of these shows
I 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 lowkey
21, 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 my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Loot on the pigs every time Hittin' my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Me and my dawgs gon' ride out Hit my target, 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, yeah
Top off the Lamb', I get a breeze, yeah
My travel kit is this codeine, yeah
I fell in love with Billie Jean, yeah
But YSL like Wu-Tang with that cream, oh
And I done bought you everything
Boss you up and put your condo in the trees
I bought some Gucci socks so long they can reach my knees
Got a bust down Rollie with big racks inside my jeans, oh
I 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 lowkey
21, 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 my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Loot on the pigs every time Hittin' my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Me and my dawgs gon' ride out Hit my target, 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, yeah
Run that back, Turbo!
Wheezy outta here!
Wheezy outta here!
Wheezy outta here!
Wheezy outta here!
Yeah
I 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 lowkey
21, 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 my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Loot on the pigs every time Hittin' my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Me and my dawgs gon' ride out Hit my target, 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, yeah
Run that back, Turbo!
Wheezy outta here!
I was daydreamin' 'bout money, then I woke up
I be thinkin' all this pimpin' give the world to her
If I ever get the check, give you the world, girl
See us goin' up and down, roller coaster
I'll be the FN, you be my holster
Tell the city 'bout my love, I even post her
Pourin' all this lean in my styrofoam cup
4 Pockets Full, every one of these shows
I 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 lowkey
21, 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 my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Loot on the pigs every time Hittin' my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Me and my dawgs gon' ride out Hit my target, 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, yeah
Top off the Lamb', I get a breeze, yeah
My travel kit is this codeine, yeah
I fell in love with Billie Jean, yeah
But YSL like Wu-Tang with that cream, oh
And I done bought you everything
Boss you up and put your condo in the trees
I bought some Gucci socks so long they can reach my knees
Got a bust down Rollie with big racks inside my jeans, oh
I 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 lowkey
21, 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 my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Loot on the pigs every time Hittin' my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target
Me and my dawgs gon' ride out Hit my target, 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, yeah
Run that back, Turbo!
Wheezy outta here!
Wheezy outta here!
Wheezy outta here!
Wheezy outta here!
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