Japanese Denim

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G.T. - Rap, Detroit Rap

Japanese Denim

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[Intro] Sometimes I just be out my mind [Chorus] I just made like fifty racks in ten minutes Hop out, big-ass KelTec with 'bout fifty in it I don't wanna talk 'bout no dirt with you, I ain't seen you did it Can't even talk the streets with you because I'm knee-deep in it I wanna go back to London, I'm down in the D, I'm feelin' like John Lennon I'm feelin' just like Kurt Cobain in the all-white frames, I'm high as the ceiling I probably feel how Nigö feel, these white-ass diamonds and Japanese denim [Verse 1] You ain't got money, nigga, who is you kiddin'? Not me, dog, I be around millions Lil' nigga, I really be around billions, big-ass yacht, you a regular civilian In the back of VIP, you havin' a hard time tryna get in the building I'm givin' you game when you hear my lyrics, you rеally a lame, you say you don't feel it VS stones for all my chains, the prеsi' plain, man, that mean business I'm stayin' low, stayin' out they way, 'cause shit done changed, niggas be snitchin' Everybody wanna ride the wave 'til they stuck in some shit that they can't swim in Just talked to the plug, they 'bout to send 'em in, sittin' back countin' up all my Benjamins [Chorus] I just made like fifty racks in ten minutes Hop out, big-ass KelTec with 'bout fifty in it I don't wanna talk 'bout no dirt with you, I ain't seen you did it Can't even talk the streets with you because I'm knee-deep in it I wanna go back to London, I'm down in the D, I'm feelin' like John Lennon I'm feelin' just like Kurt Cobain in the all-white frames, I'm high as the ceiling I probably feel how Nigö feel, these white-ass diamonds and Japanese denim [Verse 2] I'm iced up in the hotel lobby, all-white coupe, feelin' like Yo Gotti This an Aston Martin, no Maserati, I'm spinnin' this bitch like Ricky Bobby Brown-skin bitch from out the country ain't got no waist, I call her Rihanna Rich white bitch, I call her Madonna, she just came back from [?][1:36] Hop out, Celine, next day is Prada, she callin' me baby, but I ain't a toddler Callin' me daddy, but I ain't her father, I'm runnin' the plays, you want 'em, I got 'em I just hopped in the whip, it's topless, drop me an opp then fly to the tropics We ain't really with that hollerin', lil' nigga, you'll be a trending topic [Chorus] Sometimes I just be out my mind I just made like fifty racks in ten minutes Hop out, big-ass KelTec with 'bout fifty in it I don't wanna talk 'bout no dirt with you, I ain't seen you did it Can't even talk the streets with you because I'm knee-deep in it I wanna go back to London, I'm down in the D, I'm feelin' like John Lennon I'm feelin' just like Kurt Cobain in the all-white frames, I'm high as the ceiling I probably feel how Nigö feel, these white-ass diamonds and Japanese denim You ain't got money, nigga, who is you kiddin'? Not me, dog, I be around millions

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  • G.T.