Fitted Jeans

FOOLIE!
Way!
I dont know how you gon take this...
But everythings for the taking...

My fitted jeans dont fit, pockets full of blue faces
Skeletons in my closet, dead presi's in the basement
Oh you thinking shits safe, well put your money in a safe then
I dont know how you gon take this, but everything's for the taking
My fitted jeans dont fit, pockets full of blue faces
Skeletons in my closet, dead presi's in the basement
Oh you thinking shits safe, well put your money in a safe then
I dont know how you gon take this, but everything's for the taking

My fitted jeans dont fit, these blue faces got em choked out
Ima a product of the dope house
I aint grow up in a coke house
But im plugged to the plugs
I guess that makes me an extention cord
Im tryna pullup in aventadors
So forgetful i aint get the doors
Im that nigga they should mention more
Call me wavy or the WaveRunner
Ran the town the past seven winters
Comin up im on my eighth summer
I told baby add me on the snap
Lil mama i dont take numbers
And we done got it all for ourselves so what the fuck they gon take from us
Bring your all to the table, you still couldnt get a plate from us
Few words of advice, keep your girl the fucc away from us
Cuz if sosa get her she a goner nigga
And if i see her then im on her nigga
Been that nigga since a hot boy
If the block hot got the sauna wit us
If the foolie on it then im on it wit em
If thats all i got then thats all i give em
I been leeched off gotta pay attention
Aint no free sauce gotta pay my chiccen
If you need raw, here have a listen
Need more? this is all you gettin
Im from broadway you know how im livin
In my bag cuz im really trippin

My fitted jeans dont fit, pockets full of blue faces
Skeletons in my closet, dead presi's in the basement
Oh you thinking shits safe, well put your money in a safe then
I dont know how you gon take this, but everything's for the taking
My fitted jeans dont fit, pockets full of blue faces
Skeletons in my closet, dead presi's in the basement
Oh you thinking shits safe, well put your money in a safe then
I dont know how you gon take this, but everything's for the taking

I done been down & out & broke as shut on my last
I came from the mud but its in my blood to get to that bag
We spendin it slow countin it quicc but gettin fast
So much money that my fitted jeans wont fit on my ass yeah yeah
I done been down & out & broke as shut on my last
I came from the mud but its in my blood to get to that bag
We spendin it slow countin it quicc but gettin fast
So much money that my fitted jeans wont fit on my ass yeah yeah look

My fitted jeans dont fit, pockets full of blue faces
Skeletons in my closet, dead presi's in the basement
Oh you thinking shits safe, well put your money in a safe then
I dont know how you gon take this, but everyrhings for the taking nigga... Way!



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Writer(s): Kevin Holoman
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