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Denim Tears (feat. Luuh Jam)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Denim Tears (feat. Luuh Jam) was released on May 25, 2025 by Ynt young n turnt as a part of the album Losses With Wins To Come
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Release DateMay 25, 2025
LabelYnt young n turnt
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ynt baby
Ynt baby
Vocals
Genesis Roland
Genesis Roland
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zae Allen
Zae Allen
Songwriter
Genesis Roland
Genesis Roland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LS8
LS8
Producer
madenheavn
madenheavn
Producer

Lyrics

(Rockin' denim tears, I got denim tears, ain't no man, I fear)
Rockin' denim tears, I got denim tears, ain't no man I fear
Slidin all black, with some tint, you can't even see in here
I'm in that Tona with big bro, I tell him"push it on the gas"
**** know I miss big bro, used to tell him"push the Scat"
Lil' bro robbin' off the pole, he take it, ain't no gettin' it back
That's my bitch, she takin' ****, ****, ain't no gettin' that
Let her wear my chain, she think she gang, baby can you hang?
Pushin' sum fast, I watch the dash, I can't even tell you the name
Bro nem a fool with that pass, scat ain't in they name
That's a bad bitch but she goin, pass her to the gang
Fuck her with my chains on, like"baby, do you like my chain?"
Choppa like R. Kelly, I let it rip, I let this bitch sing
**** reach for the ice, I bust his ass, that's before I blink
Lil' bro keep a gat and his mask, I tell him not to tweak
This not no normal drilla, baby, just look at my feet
Wake up, chase the money, I do it again, put that shit on repeat
I got on denim tears, I got denim tears
Ain't no man I fear, car got some tint
Five percent, can't see in here
Ridin' clean, but we ridin' dirty
Bro got a 30 like Curry
Bitch suck my dick like Kirby, rockin' denim tears
Rockin' denim tears, I got denim tears, ain't no man I fear
Slidin all black, with some tint, you can't even see in here
I'm in that Tona with big bro, I tell him"push it on the gas"
**** know I miss big bro, used to tell him"push the Scat"
Lil' bro robbin' off the pole, he take it, ain't no gettin' it back
That's my bitch, she takin' ****, ****, ain't no gettin' that
Let her wear my chain, she think she gang, baby can you hang?
Pushin' sum fast, I watch the dash, I can't even tell you the name
Can't even tell you the name of this car, just hop in it and ride
Lil bro say he gotta paint his choppa, he still down to slide
I turn the pink soda to Bobby Brown, he ain't know Luuh Jam be fried
I tried to make it work, you left when that shit hurt, at least I tried
Just let the past be in the past, can't trip bout shit that I done had
I'm movin' on, everybody knowin' my songs, I'm in my bag
Ask me how I'm feelin, they treat me like a star, I ain't doin' bad
Everybody start switchin' up, this shit make sense, I'm kinda glad
Fast car, grab the wheel and steer, while they clappin' checks
Stand down, I can't do that, ain't no man I fear
I done ride these Glocks and fully chops, there ain't no slidin' here
I get fly as hell, everyday me and brudda rock denim tears
Rockin' denim tears, I got denim tears, ain't no man I fear
Slidin all black, with some tint, you can't even see in here
I'm in that Tona with big bro, I tell him"push it on the gas"
**** know I miss big bro, used to tell him"push the Scat"
Lil' bro robbin' off the pole, he take it, ain't no gettin' it back
That's my bitch, she takin' ****, ****, ain't no gettin' that
Let her wear my chain, she think she gang, baby can you hang?
Pushin' sum fast, I watch the dash, I can't even tell you the name
Written by: Genesis Roland, Zae Allen
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