Rockin' that denim on denim
No matter how many times I hit it
That ho, she still wanna fuck
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up? Ayy
Rockin' that denim on denim
No matter how many times I hit it
That ho, she still wanna fuck
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
I don't even care about the weather
Every day, I rock Bottega Veneta
Summertime but I'm still rocking that sweater
Rockstar lifestyle, got that jacket with leather
Uh, my new bitch, yeah, she a model
So every day, we go shopping together
Call me Mr. Put-That-Shit-On
Even since pockets was light as a feather
Uh, they think this lifestyle easy
Even though they could never just achieve it, uh
Start to wonder why they hating
All I had to do was give 'em a reason
Nowadays, everyone changing
Everyone changing on me like the seasons, uh
If I hit this ho she gon' tell
I guess that's life when you at the Four Seasons
100K, that just cost me a month
I got more bread than they servin' for lunch
The lil' body Bentley just isn't enough
When I get up I'ma need me that truck
When I get up, man, I promise it's stuck
And I'll do it again just to show it ain't luck
Swervin' the coupe with the trunk in the front
Rockin' that denim on denim
No matter how many times I hit it
That ho, she still wanna fuck
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch
But we still going up? Aye
Rockin' that denim on denim
No matter how many times I hit it
That ho, she still wanna fuck
Taylor won't say no to drugs
How we at the top floor of this bitch