A$$

Lyrics

[Chorus] Baby got ass in them jeans Baby got ass in them jeans Lemme see you bounce, like a trampoline Dickin' you down, grabbing your weave And I got some racks, pocket full of green Finna hit Saks, cop some Miskeen [Verse 1] Pull up in a drop-top looking all clean And I got on Off-White looking like cream She say she wanna fuck and suck me with no strings Leaning on the X tryna balance it with weed Think about flying to Belize Take a nigga bitch and I let her fly with me But I will never ever ever let her get between Mob ties New lights on the Benz looking cock eyed On the southside In the coupe sippin' lean, eating Popeyes Got a Glock Young nigga MOB had to pop off Shit'll get hostile Make a nigga her star Any given time and Rolls Rolex not the Timex She living like an omelet Word on the street nigga I'm next Whip it like a Pyrex I can take a lot of jets Fuck a ho, we gon' have a lot of sex We gon' count a lot of checks [Chorus] Baby got ass in them jeans Baby got ass in them jeans Lemme see you bounce, like a trampoline Dickin' you down, grabbing your weave And I got some racks, pocket full of green Finna hit Saks, cop some Miskeen Baby got ass in them jeans Baby got ass in them jeans Lemme see you bounce, like a trampoline Dickin' you down, grabbing your weave And I got some racks, pocket full of green Finna hit Saks, cop some Miskeen [Verse 2] Now the big booty bitch sucking my soul Still rocking Off-White, Mr. VLone Freaky lil' bitch tryna follow me home Told the lil' foe I could smell his cologne I was just smoking me a zone Got on all gold but I'ma tote me some chrome And a hunnid racks on a show now we on Huncho! New 2020 Benz need it pronto With a thick hoe We in NYC smoking Fonto Gotta deep throat Make a nigga run in the Chanel store I let her bring her friend over We go and fuck the gun store I gotta keep a Latex Fuckin' on a thot having safe sex A nigga never play that Running up and down counting paychecks Racks I'ma make that I made it out the projects Poppin' that nigga, never had shit Now a nigga fly jets [Chorus] Baby got ass in them jeans Baby got ass in them jeans Lemme see you bounce, like a trampoline Dickin' you down, grabbing your weave And I got some racks, pocket full of green Finna hit Saks, cop some Miskeen Baby got ass in them jeans Baby got ass in them jeans Lemme see you bounce, like a trampoline Dickin' you down, grabbing your weave And I got some racks, pocket full of green Finna hit Saks, cop some Miskeen