Pale jean with your team
You ain’t what you seem
Keep it clean, f**k you mean?
You been runnin’ things?
How it feel to be a sheep?
You a f**kin’ feign
Can’t feel a thing
Send you packin’ to your f**kin’ dreams
Hard work pays off
So you taken off?
Play it soft
Take your shot, you better kill me dog
Face built like a frog, you a f**kin’ fraud
Your granny suck me off
Just so pops can rub one off
Talkin’ all that sh*t
You won’t let it rip, who you kid?
Sucka punk, b*t*h talk like you flip sh*t
Nobody save yo sh*t
Or damn near give a sh*t
That money burn up quick
Mad cause my d**k bigger than your f**kin’ chicks
Things ok at home?
Why you flex a tone?
That you can’t control
I just wanna know
Get to steppin’ hoe
Reapin’ what you sow
Rest in peace to what you know
Perception got you froze
I’m in a low
You won’t breathe up in this hoe
I see through the sh*t, prick
Think you f**kin’ slick?
You ain’t catchin’ sh*t
But stiff d**k to ya f**kin’ chin
Bummy hittin’ licks
Why you salty b*t*h?
On my d**k
You gone swallow up my kids
And save some for your b*t*h
Everyone talk bout the same sh*t
Flashin’ that money like Dame did
You got no cash and got no clip
Pistol up under your f**kin’ lip
I take your mama and f**kin’ dip
I got your granny up on my hip
She got a bad hip
Turn that bag to a bad b*t*h
Where that pistol at?
Where them issues at?
I’ma get the mac
I’ma hit your back
Throw your temple back
Put a dent in that
Need a dental cap
Nice rental pu**y
Mama prolly bought your whip
Daddy prolly packed your lunch
Your b*t*h wanna ride my sh*t
We do numbers, she a thirsty f**k
Big clout big mouth
But you shy when you pull up
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Brevin Kim Lyrics – Pale Jean