You spend hundreds on some shein shit that ain't worth shit I just found some undercover 68s and I pressed purchase I just run it up with all the bros And thats for certain Certainly, I put on a show Open the curtain Stretch my pics out I'm reaching for the sky Wanna take a pic now I won't forget this night You should go and live now I'm not gon hold you tight In my undercover bug jeans Tell me that you love me I don't want that girl She smell sour like funky Got like 4 real bros So no you not my buddy Went and put some miles on my ricks so they muddy In my vetements tee sippin soda I might spill some I might throw up Drkshdw draped like a toga Brown julius pants look like mocha