Japan Lyrics

Undercover jeans just like my bitch, they from Japan

Undercover jeans just like my bitch, they from Japan

I be facin' QP's, while you smoke grams

He tried runnin' up on me, now he a new strain

I got two cars, steady spinnin' like they two fans

Knife on the AR, so I can cut these loose ends

She too dumb to understand me, she think I'm stupid

How y'all five deep and all together y'all got no bread?

It's lookin' like some acne, the beam up on his forehead

It ain't no stoppin' us, not even the red lights

You be cappin', while we do it in real life

I take another one if it make me feel right

Told the bitch to hit me up if she tryna get right

Or you can go and get left

Chain-smoking woods every time that I get head

Everyday a touchdown, ain't no football, it's the FedEx

AMG, filled with all these horses like it's Red Dead

I'm boutta hit a island, ridin' Porsches, fuckin' foreigns

I got her on her knees like the bitch tryna worship

We bought all of the lean, now they sayin' it's a shortage

Tried runnin' up on me, now he layin' where the floor is

I told him pick his mans up, before he try diss me

We got CCs with CVVs and them Giffys

I hit the bitch just for the top, ain't no kissin'

I'm swipin' all these cards, I can't stop cause this shit green

I can't stop gettin' free bread

You gotta give ya car back when it's lease end

I just stepped in the club, brought the piece in

You be postin' racks from last year, show some recent

I get a bag and throw that shit up, like I'm bulimic

You tryna sound like me, I need a band for the preset

Same bitch that just kissed you, she gave me head

I just poured some red in my cup, bitch I see red

Undercover jeans just like my bitch, they from Japan

I be facin' QP's, while you smoke grams

He tried runnin' up on me, now he a new strain

I got two cars, steady spinnin' like they two fans

Knife on the AR, so I can cut these loose ends

She too dumb to understand me, she think I'm stupid

How y'all five deep and all together y'all got no bread?

It's lookin' like some acne, the beam up on his forehead