Vetement Jeans Lyrics

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Counting zeros

Running up bands yeah I do that fasho

These hoes yeah they know

Nigga locked in know I got full control

Came from the mud now I'm flying to Rome

Bad foreign bitch suck that dick like a pro

Bad foreign bitch her full sweatsuit is chrome

Getting cash flow gotta put on my bros

Gotta get paid, so my niggas eat

Try to stand next to me, know you can't compete

I got more baddies, than Miami Beach

And these bitches wanna ring, like Miami Heat

I ain't going for that, I ain't cuffing no treesh

But I'll fuck on that hoe, and then change out the sheets

No identity, I pop out with that ski

Niggas JV, they ain't fucking with me

Fucking up cash, rocking Vetement jeans

Pull them hoes up, Prada shoes on my feet

Always drip season, know a nigga too clean

Rocking earth tones, T-shirt green my shoes cream

Cash around me, know that I'm getting cream

Get out my way, run this shit like AP

Rich as a bitch, want a yacht overseas

And a big ass house, the American dream

Take my bitch shopping

Country to country we hopping too popping

Highest bid at the auctions

Young ass nigga so these niggas be watching

My girl bad these hoes sour

Take her to Paris hotel view Eiffel Tower

She getting louder backshots in the shower

She suck my soul think she giving me power

My whole dick she devoured

And her last nigga a coward

I take her out buy her Chanel and flowers

Treat her like a lady mom couldn't be prouder

Getting cash every hour

Fuck that cash every second

Nigga in first I could never be second

Everyday I wake up I know is a blessing

I thank God when I pray

Even on my worst days

Can't trust these niggas they act like charades

Came a long ways from making minimum wage

Used to work jobs making minimal change

Now new shit everyday sometimes shit it feel strange

Fucking up cash, rocking Vetement jeans

Pull them hoes up, Prada shoes on my feet

Always drip season, know a nigga too clean

Rocking earth tones, T-shirt green my shoes cream

Cash around me, know that I'm getting cream

Get out my way, run this shit like AP

Rich as a bitch, want a yacht overseas

And a big ass house, the American dream

Rich bitch from Calabasas

Leather crosses all on her jacket

You niggas don't eat you would think you was fasting

I walk in this bitch 3k just for my glasses

Designer shit what I rock

Expensive pieces underwear to my socks

Got my bitch rocking a Balmain crop top

Bought her a neck piece I got a new watch

Getting motion can't stop

Every tick on the clock

All eyes on me been feeling like Pac

These niggas gay way they all on my crotch

Shoot your shot it get blocked

In the paint like I'm Bosh

Like Future said I got way too much sauce

Fucking with me then you fucking with a boss

People can't help but to stare

Cause niggas like me is too rare

Marni my sweater that bitch is mohair

Got four bad bitches they both came in pairs

Sometimes life it ain't fair

Wanna get like me say your prayers

I'm MVP ain't no regular player

Just fucked up some commas I'll make it back later

Fucking up cash, rocking Vetement jeans

Pull them hoes up, Prada shoes on my feet

Always drip season, know a nigga too clean

Rocking earth tones, T-shirt green my shoes cream

Cash around me, know that I'm getting cream

Get out my way, run this shit like AP

Rich as a bitch, want a yacht overseas

And a big ass house, the American dream