Kquebec - Denim Tears Lyrics

Yeah
Designer on me so I'm chill
Yeah these hoes see what I spend
Stacking this money to chill
I ain't tryna be in cotton fields
Wanna get all of my skin
Sippin this pink without a bib
Yeah yea she know how I'm real she know how I'm built
Put that shit on now I'm healed
Real ones know what I wear
Stackin this money to chill
I ain't tryna be in cotton fields
It say I'm her owner in pen
We gone see who gone win
Yeah yea
She know how I'm real she know how I'm built
Riding around with your bitch
Everywhere she go she want my help
When we outside geeked of that drank
We might need something else
Want to hold on to what we made
Bought me a Gucci belt
So damn cold just like my drank
Everything top shelf
Needed bread then I got fronted
Always on go I got her cumin
Boss ass bitch all that I wanted
The vvs over flooded
Lick my teeth I made her want it
Built off of taking risk and hustling
My bitch stronger then my drank
Spit in her mouth and then she drunk it
Wanna know my sign
Told her check a blueface hunnid
Yea she pull up in that shit
Dick was all she wanted
I can't f*ck with no broke bitch that be chasin twenties
Every bag I blow it come right back
My bitch gotta ass that come right back
Yea gotta body raised off grits and some people with money
Bag always be open like her pussy
It be swallowing me
Bad bitch wash my clothes
See what I'm missin
Yea she spoiling me
What's that on your clothes
Top and bottom that's a cotton wreath
Hunnids in the bottom you can keep it that's a laundry fee
Cuz we gone pop a bottle
Swipe a card let yo cheeks get beat
Can't do that with these hoes
I be knowing it's the G in me
I do that with these clothes
I be knowing cuz it's built in me
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