All up in my jeans, all up in my jeans
All up in my jeans, crease all in my jeans
Hunnid band my jeans, Alexander McQueen
Yeah they hating on me, red lean
I got lotta lean, red beam
'Cause I got the check, 'cause I got the Tech
Yeah I run this s**t, Goyard hold the ****
My car fast as s**t, your broad on my ****
I don't want that *****, I want top, no ***
I pull up on s**t, diamonds wet like piss
Got these ****** sick, leave the check up quick
Ricky on me too, yah, Raffy on me too
Damn I flex on you, I just tell the truth
Half a mill, no deal, might pop one more pill
I was born to kill, that's why s**t so real
Shooting like a sport, watch me clear the court
Won't show up to court, might just pour up more
Might count up some more, then I go on tour
Money on the floor, I need bands like Floyd
Smoke that money, let's blow it
Smoke that money, let's blow it
Red Lean (Prod. Dolan Beats)