Miyake Jeans

Issey Miyake jeans
I got some racks in these
Nah they don't fuck with me
So baby come fuck me (yuh)

Don't talk to me baby
Cause talk is cheap (yuh)
Don't talk to me baby
Just put it all on me (yuh)

Issey Miyake jeans
I got some racks in these
Nah they don't fuck with me
So baby come fuck me (yuh)

Don't talk to me baby
Cause talk is cheap (yuh)
Don't talk to me baby
Just put it all on me (yuh)

Ridin' around yea I smoke
Don't be like the rest yea they come and they go
She broke my heart but she could not break my soul
Please don't tell me lies yea that shit getting old

Think I need time for myself
I have some problems need to figure out
She could be heaven or she could be hell
I say I got problems and they wish me well (shut up)

I been feelin' so alone on the inside
Got some things up in my life that don't feel right
All the things you said against me it don't sit right
I turned around you stabbed me in the back with my own knife

Jealousy yea that's just all I see (that's just all I see)
Remedy yea I'm talkin bout my greens (need my remedy)
She mad at me so yea I smoke that remedy (smokin' all my green)
So I find my piece up in my Issey Miyake jeans (go and get my piece)

Issey Miyake jeans
I got some racks in these
Nah they don't fuck with me
So baby come fuck me (yuh)

Don't talk to me baby
Cause talk is cheap (yuh)
Don't talk to me baby
Just put it all on me (yuh)



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Vitale
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