All up in my jeans, all up in my jeans All up in my jeans, crease all in my jeans Hunnid band my jeans, Alexander McQueen Yeah they hating on me, red lean I got lotta lean, red beam 'Cause I got the check, 'cause I got the Tech Yeah I run this shit, Goyard hold the dick My car fast as shit, your broad on my dick I don't want that bitch, I want top, no sex I pull up on shit, diamonds wet like piss Got these niggas sick, leave the check up quick Ricky on me too, yah, Raffy on me too Damn I flex on you, I just tell the truth Half a mill, no deal, might pop one more pill I was born to kill, that's why shit so real Shooting like a sport, watch me clear the court Won't show up to court, might just pour up more Might count up some more, then I go on tour Money on the floor, I need [?] Smoke that money, let's blow it Smoke that money, let's blow it