stacked jeans!

Bitch, I'm wearin' stacked jeans, our energies are matching I never fumble 10s, cause you know that I am catchin And if I see your chain, bitch, you know that I am snatchin Put 30 in your body, now you know the opps dispatching Yo, bitch, pH level, yeah, her coochie stank Makin' all this bread, yeah, I'm bouta move into the bed You call them boys your friends, but you know that they just fuckin' snakes And be the ugly friends who always like to fucking hate Bitch, I'm wearin' stacked jeans, our energies are matching I never fumble tens, cause you know that I am catching And if I see your chain, bitch, you know that I am snatching Put 30 in your body, now you know the opps dispatching And you know your girl's a bitch, holdin' pistols, holdin' sticks I could never fuckin' snitch, I'ma give that hoe my kids I'ma give that hoe my cock, bitch, I rode it off the lot Yeah, I love this music shit, I'ma ride it to the top Ride it to the top, makin' money, makin' guap Think I made another hit, and you know my hoodie cropped All this blue, all this green, bitch, I'm never gonna stop