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suigeneris - skinny jeans & rick owens lyrics

skinny jeans & rick owens lyrics
[intro]
what you wanna buy? (skrrt, skrrt)
i can put the bl!cky in the ricky’s, what you wanna buy?
i can put the ricky with the bl!cky when you wanna— (err)
i can put that ricky with that bl!cky, what you wanna buy? (hey, where’s rolo?)
go, b+tch, go

[chorus]
skinny jeans and rick owens, best believe i’m sticked up
aim for that hoe, she ate that pressure, l!cked my d+ck up
wockhardt sipper, i put zazzy in my system
popstar living, i call guys, he for them big bucks

[verse 1]
you ain’t with the business, you call mommy for your chip, huh?
hundred dollar shirt, i take it off, you get your sh+t snuffed
diamonds on your chain, boy, show them off, you got your sh+t tucked
but, when i pull it out, don’t make no noise, don’t let your b+tch run
and no, this ain’t no g+lock, this an ar, this a big gun
you ain’t pull up with a vest and helmet? boy, you big dumb
you the type to bust insidе your head before your b+tch comе
“sorry sui, i ain’t mean that comment, i’m a b+tch, bruh”
my vlone is faker than a b+tch, it’s from the thrift, cuh
you don’t got the money for your drip, go hit a l!ck, son
i ain’t have that money for a bit, but now i’m big up
half these kids ain’t even underground there labels big bruh
took down my song they don’t want me to blow
put it back up now they sent me a [?]
why would i sign i got plaques on my walls
dj the guy i can’t sell out at all
see i’m slidin’ through the trenches in my momma cadillac
told littlel bro just slide the pole we know he can’t handle that
let me found out you a snitch, you know how we handle rats
i’m so quick to up the clip and tell my soldiers “roger that”
b+tch
[interlude]
skinny jeans and+ (rick owens)
they tried to take my song down (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
cause i’m screaming f+ck the industry (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
y’all some p+ssies, y’all some b+tches (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
get your b+tch ass over here (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ayy, catch his ass, let’s go (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[outro]
real trap sh+t
trap+a+holics, we make it look easy
f+ck with your boys

- suigeneris lyrics

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