Lyrics 50 IN MY DENIM (GANG SHYNIN LYKE STARS) by Sickboyrari

Racks hanging like a fraud
K9, free my dogs
Truck sittin' like a frog
Don’t need a rim to see how we ball
Blowin' gas like a chimney
Baby Glock, big .50
I'm on go, I’m moving swiftly
Gold teeth lookin' p*ssy

(BSULV)
Glatt, ah, ayy

Big .50 ain't fitting
Bussin' out my-
I know my soldiers gifted
So I ain't really tripping
Real hood, windows tinted
Shoot like Scotty Pippen
If he a star, keep glimmering
Gotta keep going, keep getting it

.49, I shoot this b*t*h from the hip yeah
Big .50 ain't fitting
Bussin' out my denims
I know my soldiers gifted, so I ain't really tripping

Bands heavy, they don’t tip
Blow it down like a zip
.50 hang in my denims
Circle small, can’t get in
Looking on top like sinners
Big ass wheels on the truck, barely fittin'
Shawty wanna slide, come get it
White G 1s same color as Finland
Oops, I meant fentnol
Don’t need no hoop to see me ball
They stack up like a stack tall
But I don't trust thesе broads
Racks hanging like a fraud
Gang shining like stars

Big .50 ain't fitting
Bussin' out my denims
I know my soldiеrs gifted
So I ain’t really tripping
Real hood, windows tinted
Shoot like Scotty Pippen
If he a star, keep glimmering
Gotta keep going, keep getting it

Racks hanging like a fraud
K9, free my dogs
Truck sittin' like a frog
Don't need a rim to see how we ball
Blowin' gas like a chimney
Baby Glock, big .50
I'm on go, I'm moving swiftly
Gold teeth lookin' p*ssy
Every day I feel like Missy
Sum' like a dope boy, that for Ricky
Glock hanging out, that ain't no stiffy
Porsche truck the same color as [?]

Big .50 ain't fitting
Bussin' out my denims
I know my soldiers gifted
So I ain't really tripping
Real hood, windows tinted
Shoot like Scotty Pippen
If he a star, keep glimmering
Gotta keep going, keep getting it

.49, I shoot this b*t*h from the hip yeah
Big .50 ain't fitting
Bussin' out my denims
I know my soldiers gifted