500s

You ain't, you ain't

You ain't, you ain't

You ain't bad, you ain't nothing

Huh, Adidas joggy, a week straight. Ran up a check in these 500s

My bitch be blew when I'm out late, cause I don't return til 5 something

They like Moon, where the fuck you been? I've been patiently waiting, my time coming

But until then, I'm on the road, gotta make these sales, my line jumping

I was just broke and depressed, now anything I want, I grab it

This ain't a regular white tee, nigga. Can't you tell by the fabric

In Neimans a few days out the week, you can say I'm addicted to fashion