Thouxanbanfauni - Jeans (Remix) lyrics

(Intro: Thouxanbanfauni) I keep that sh** in my jeans [Hook: Thouxanbanfauni] .30 round all in my jeans I spilt the Wock on my jeans I got that lean on my jeans I spilt the Tech on my jeans I keep a strap in my jeans I keep a Tech in my jeans Got me a dick in my jeans Got me two dicks in my jeans Yo hoe she all in my jeans I keep that sh** in my jeans I spilt the lean on my jeans I got that Wock in my jeans (Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert) Hold up, my new girl, yeah, that's your old girl Got the chopper with no holster That sh** might knock off my shoulder I stuck the fan in the cooler Drivin' the Lamb' at the Lotus [?] told me to slow up Spin around and hit the donuts I had your girl I wan' hold her I f** and she deep throating She s** my dick like the stick, yeah I told that girl I'm reloaded 30 rounds all in my clip, yeah And my bullets hit like boulders Money so big I can't fold her Can't fit in my pockets so I have a [?] [?] I had the bullsh** Now when they hear they like "Oh sh**" Carry my shirt cause it's Gucci Scope got the aim with the Ruger Swerving the Range it's the Rover I hit the shot with the [?] I flood the AP like Rollie I got the bread in the toaster I got the bread in the toaster [Hook: Thouxanbanfauni] .30 round all in my jeans I spilt the Wock on my jeans I got that lean on my jeans I spilt the Tech on my jeans I keep a strap in my jeans I keep a Tech in my jeans Got me a dick in my jeans Got me two dicks in my jeans Yo hoe she all in my jeans I keep that sh** in my jeans I spilt the lean on my jeans I got that Wock in my jeans (Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert) Know I wan' s** you b**h She wanna neck you b**h You tryna act like you like me, huh You want a check b**h, huh You want a check you b**h Can't get the check you b**h, yeah Pull out a 100K give my girl 99, look, yeah I bless my chick You got your [?] You tryna flex and sh** I got so much, swear these boys, they be watchin' I had to rest my drip, yeah I had to rest my drip, yeah I had to rest my drip, yeah I do not go to the club, my crew want my s**iness Told her "Don't call my phone, not with the texting, b**h Don't want no messages, filters ain't catching it" Told her "You talk to much, baby girl rest your lips" Baby go rest your lips, yeah (Outro: Lil Uzi Vert) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah