
Blue Jean Bandit (Demo) Young Thug
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[Intro]
Wow, Jeff
Sizzle, know what I'm sayin'?
Hee
[Chorus]
Quarter-million dollar on a pinkie ring (Woo, yeah)
Jordan Zimmerman diamonds in my ring, man (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Stop bus tramming at my ring (Wow)
Pull up, that bitch, quarter-mil' exchange (Ah)
Bloodsucker (Yeah), human killer, what up? (Yeah)
Cap peelers, what up? (Yeah)
Drug dealers, what up? (Yeah)
Draped in the Gucci rug (Woah)
I was a Codeine addict (Codeine)
Had a lil' bitch, a ratchet (Brrt)
I was a blue jean bandit (Woah), yeah
[Verse 1]
Wake up out my sleep and pop a pill, what up? (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Half a million, told my jeweler my ice is real, what up? (What up?)
Anything I say I can say twice, what up? (What up?)
I talk nasty to the cops, I know my rights, what up? (What up?)
The bitch mad that she got lonely nights, what up? (What up?)
I laid on and caught that bitch like Jerry Rice, what up? (What up?)
Peter piper pepper, I made her nice, what up? (Yeah)
Wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter (Wetter, wetter, yeah, yeah)
Hop off a pill, pour a half of codeine (Yeah)
I got bright red flags, I'm a king (King)
I seen real Bloody Mary's in my dreams (Dreams)
Got a bright red flag, it's Supreme, yeah ('Preme)
Can't touch my dingaling, yeah (Can't touch my dingaling)
Drag racing in that sling (Drag racing, yeah)
Quarter mil' for a ring (Quarter mil' for a ring, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask the critics, they'll tell you I'm top ten
Wow, Jeff
Sizzle, know what I'm sayin'?
Hee
[Chorus]
Quarter-million dollar on a pinkie ring (Woo, yeah)
Jordan Zimmerman diamonds in my ring, man (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Stop bus tramming at my ring (Wow)
Pull up, that bitch, quarter-mil' exchange (Ah)
Bloodsucker (Yeah), human killer, what up? (Yeah)
Cap peelers, what up? (Yeah)
Drug dealers, what up? (Yeah)
Draped in the Gucci rug (Woah)
I was a Codeine addict (Codeine)
Had a lil' bitch, a ratchet (Brrt)
I was a blue jean bandit (Woah), yeah
[Verse 1]
Wake up out my sleep and pop a pill, what up? (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Half a million, told my jeweler my ice is real, what up? (What up?)
Anything I say I can say twice, what up? (What up?)
I talk nasty to the cops, I know my rights, what up? (What up?)
The bitch mad that she got lonely nights, what up? (What up?)
I laid on and caught that bitch like Jerry Rice, what up? (What up?)
Peter piper pepper, I made her nice, what up? (Yeah)
Wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter, wetter (Wetter, wetter, yeah, yeah)
Hop off a pill, pour a half of codeine (Yeah)
I got bright red flags, I'm a king (King)
I seen real Bloody Mary's in my dreams (Dreams)
Got a bright red flag, it's Supreme, yeah ('Preme)
Can't touch my dingaling, yeah (Can't touch my dingaling)
Drag racing in that sling (Drag racing, yeah)
Quarter mil' for a ring (Quarter mil' for a ring, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask the critics, they'll tell you I'm top ten
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