Fruity Jeans lyrics
by 2 Chainz
[Chorus]
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
Na mean?
[Verse]
You know my lingo, gotta get them chezecks
4 50 fizzo, run it like a gyzim
You know my lingo, gotta get them chezecks
4 50 fizzo, run it like a gyzim
I'm the best, I'm a stizar in the flesh
2 Chainz looking like a blizard on my chest, yes
Oh yes, it's him, 2 Glocks, slim
My gun pop out, and I pop in
I am the streets, my confessions deep
Apitite for distruction, I know the recipe
They try testing me, too many birds to f*cking count
n*ggas do the math, I ain't got no album out
I'm on my third house, sixth car, eightth chain
Still having nightmares, like [?]
[Chorus]
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
Na mean?
I got a stupid check, in these fruity jeans
Na mean?