EXPENSIVE DENIM Lyrics

Off of this plane I'm bout to land

She acting crazy for the cam

I pass all the blonde hoes to Sam

Cause they be asking me my gram

She listen to my shit, yeah, I know she a fan

Wake up, brush my teeth, and then I go count my bands, yeah

Do this by myself, I don't need no hand

I could fuck round, get expensive denim when I land in Japan

Might go to New York, to see really how them motherfuckers talk

She want me cause of my accent, I said, lil' hoe I'm lost, yeah

She playin' my music in the Maybach, yeah, I feel like Ross, hoe

I would buy myself that Hellcat, I don't care bout the cost, bro

I do not care bout the price, really reaching new heights

I remember them lonely nights, now I get money doing shit I like

Doing this shit really got me where I am right now

I really think that is the reason, yeah, huh, they wanna fight now

Making money sitting down, speaking facts on a motherfucking mic now

Getting everything that I wanted that I couldn't have, that's the grind now

I'm gonna make it all mine now, they tryna talk I sigh now

Me and Hendini fucking flying out, going to the top, yeah the higher route

I'ma take her out of state, buy her a brand new bag for real

These motherfuckers in my way, they really be getting me mad for real

As soon as I got up, all these motherfuckers getting sad for real

For what? Chillin' while I'm on the highway, shawty taunting to come my place

How do you do this shit so good, I told her I just do it my way

Just like Nike, bae, yeah I do it, everything you fucking ruin

Like, bro, what the fuck you doing

You done this for years, bro, so why you not even moving

I done this for two years, now they all following the movement

She listen to my shit, yeah, I know she a fan

Wake up, brush my teeth, and then I go count my bands, yeah

Do this by myself, I don't need no hand

I could fuck round, get expensive denim when I land in Japan

Might go to New York, to see really how them motherfuckers talk

She want me cause of my accent, I said, lil' hoe I'm lost, yeah

She playin' my music in the Maybach, yeah, I feel like Ross, hoe

I would buy myself that Hellcat, I don't care bout the cost, bro

I do not care bout the price, really reaching new heights

I remember them lonely nights, now I get money doing shit I like

Doing this shit really got me where I am right now

I really think that is the reason, yeah, huh, they wanna fight now

Making money sitting down, speaking facts on a motherfucking mic now