Freaky Denim

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And my Granny told me cooler heads prevail, but they been testin me

That .40 caliber, it's tucked inside these freaky denim jeans

And growing up, no father, lookin up to people throwin C's

8 or 9, I told my mom we playin, but we smokin weed

Ay, bitch, I could trick dat, these bitches think they special, please

And my brother got a wild wrist, he whippin up a recipe

I bought my dirty K a breast lift, this bitch got double D's

In the field, Rodger Goodell wit it, bitch, I run the league

Ounce of coke on the counter and all them spoons stained

Outta state, I'm McLovin it wit this new name

This a dog eat a dog world, you on the food chain