Lyrics

Im gonna pop some tags, only got $20 in my pocket Im, Im, Ima hunting, looking for a come up This is something awesome Walk into the club like what up its me and Lindsey Stomp Im so pumped 'bout some swag from the thrift shop Ice on the fringe, is so, so frosty The people like whoa! Thats a cold, cold teetee Rolling in, rolling deep, headed to the mezannine Dressed in all pink, except my gator shoes, those are green Draped in a leopard mink, girl steady next to me Probably should have washed this, smells like R Kelly's sheets (Shh) But wait, it was 99 cents Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments Passing up on those mocassins Someone elses been walking in But me and grungy had em in I am studin' and flossin' saving my money, And Im really happy thats a bargain trick Ima take your grandpa style, no for real Ima take his style, velour jumpsuits and some house slippers, dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin! They had a broken keyboard so I bought that broken keyboard I bought some blankets and A mouse as a reward to say hello, hello, and to take a photo John Wayne aint got nothing on my fringe game, no, no I could take them Pro Wings, make em cool, sell those The sneakers heads be like, oh he got the velcro Im gonna pop some tags, only got $20 in my pocket! Im, Im, Ima huntin, looking for a come up This is something awesome Im gonna pop some tags, only got $20 in my pocket! Im, Im, Ima huntin, looking for a come up This is something awesome What you know about rocking a wolf on your noggin? What you know about wearing a fur, fur fox skin? Im diggin', Im diggin', searchin' right through that luggage While another mans trash is another mans come up Thank your grandad for donating that plaid button Up shirt, cause right now Im up here and I wanna flirt Im at the Goodwill, you can find me in the on sale Im that I'm that sucker searchin' in that section on sale Your grannie, your auntie, your mama, your mammy I take those flannels, zebra jammies, second hand and I'll rock that even better The build in onesies with the socks on it, even better I hit the party and they never stop, even better They be like, oh, that Gucci, thats so tight Im like yo, thats 50 dollars for a t-shirt! Limited edition, lets do some simple addition 50 dollars for a t-shirt, thats just some ignorant business I call that getting swindled and tricked I call that getting swindled by the business And that shirts really dope And having the same one as 6 other people in the club is a no-no Peep the game come and take a look through my telescope Tryina get the girls for my brand and you really won't You really won't? You really won't! Uh-uh! Uh-huh! You really won't You really wont! I wear your grandads clothes I look incredible Im in this big old coat from the thrift store down the road I wear your grandads clothes I look incredible Im in this big old coat from the thrift store down the road.
Writer(s): Ben Haggerty, Ryan Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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