Jace, Stella (DE) - $1500 JEANS (feat. Stella) lyrics

Brand new whip but I haven't
Got the keys yet
That hoe belong to the streets, yeah
Smoking on a blunt i'm just
Kicking up my feet, yeah
I got the drip the supreme, yeah
All new beamer with the butterfly wings, yeah
And my whole team got rings, yeah
$1500 I just dropped on some jeans, yeah
Whole crew living like kings, yeah

Going on tour imma take it overseas, yeah
I got the drip like it's spring, yеah
Fucked on her once now
That bitch tryna cling, yеah
Getting real high like a swing, yeah
Laser on the gun now your head gotta beam
Yeah at the crib counting up green, yeah
At the crib counting up blue, yeah
Run up on him but I
Didn't even leave a clue, yeah
Eat it up like some food, yeah
Fiji in my fridge I be living like a movie
Told that bitch that I
Don't like her attitude, yeah
Henny in my hand
I be walking with the toolie
And I really don't even mean to be rude
Yeah i just try to keep it chill
I just try to keep it coolie
Im so high I don't know the altitude, yeah
Drugs in my system and
I'm feeling kinda loopy

Brand new whip but I haven't
Got the keys yet
That hoe belong to the streets, yeah
Smoking on a blunt i'm just
Kicking up my feet, yeah
I got the drip the supreme, yeah
All new beamer with the butterfly wings, yeah
And my whole team got rings, yeah
$1500 I just dropped on some jeans, yeah
Whole crew living like kings, yeah

$1500 on a nigga gettin' fleek
Ever had the feeling' throwin
Money to your feet
Tip top status got me feeling like a king
Rich ass jeans you can see it thru the seam
You ain't ever did for me or the team
Playing' like i'm dumb put your
Face on a tee
Never love a bitch, only pass her the lean
Never could I switch up on a bro
Put my faith in the hollow tip 44
Never love a bitch only love rose gold
Tryna get rich but I know lord knows
Snake ass niggas gotta catch them by the toes
I don't pay no mind kill
Them either way it goes
Dissin' on the low until yo ass get caught
That's the quickest way get
Ya dumb ass popped
$1500 on the jeans how I move
Going slow mo when I sip on the booze
2012 drippin how i'm still rocking trues
Fuck a broke boy this a rich man moves
Sippin' up the cup put a little in it
I don't sip no wok put the liquor in it
Sippin' on ciroc with no drop in it
10 gram a blunt put a lot in it
This for the girls who ain't go overseas yet
You ain't ever met a real G then
Drippin' in the water in a
Brand new speed jet
I'm afraid I might drop all the keys in
Anytime any place we can meet at
Any man on the beat I can beat that
Makin' hit's, makin' plays you can see that
$1500 on the jeans you can see that
Brand new whip but I haven't
Got the keys yet
That hoe belong to the streets, yeah
Smoking on a blunt i'm just
Kicking up my feet, yeah
I got the drip the supreme, yeah
All new beamer with the butterfly wings, yeah
And my whole team got rings, yeah
$1500 I just dropped on some jeans, yeah
Whole crew living like kings, yeah

Brand new whip but I haven't
Got the keys yet
That hoe belong to the streets, yeah
Smoking on a blunt i'm just
Kicking up my feet, yeah
I got the drip the supreme, yeah
All new beamer with the butterfly wings, yeah
And my whole team got rings, yeah
$1500 I just dropped on some jeans, yeah
Whole crew living like kings, yeah