VETEMENTS Lyrics

In my in my

In my in my zone

in my in my

in my in my zone

in my in my

in my in my zone

I'm In my in my

In my in my

In my in my zone

In my in my zone

In my in my zone

Shorty turn me on

In my in my

In my bran new rolls

Fill my fill my

Fill my cup with gold

Damn I damn I

Damn I never sold

You bum ass Niggas

I would never sell my soul

And I could never trust these bitches

Way they come and go

Cut the sleeves off the vetements

Rock it with a chain I don't see why

Shorty poured a shot with a key lime

I hit and run like a b line

I don't got time for you to be mine

You turned a nice guy to a demon

Everyone want something they leeching

Shorty on my balls im secreting

Give a fuck about a hater

I don't listen to the haters Nigga

Most of y'all bums and you baited

I ain't got time to wait up for you Nigga

Niggas tell lies bitches make up

I ain't gone lie I might have changed up

I ain't gone lie when I drop this shit

Run my numbers up

I just did the math

I'm filthy rich

Cut it in half

Give me a hit

Give me a cup

I'm need a sip

Way to drunk

Don't try to whip

I'm sleeping over girl

Guess what we did

Give a fuck about a hater

I don't listen to the haters Nigga

Most of y'all bums and you baited

I ain't got time to wait up for you Nigga

Niggas tell lies bitches make up

I ain't gone lie

I might have changed up

I ain't gone lie when I drop this shit

Run my numbers up