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15 bands all on American Eagle
Blowing money ain't sh*t especially when your ass single
Last Kings I'm cashing out, you can call that sh*t regal
Walked up in the club and my ass ain't even legal
Though Word Play was a Latin King from these letters
I'm fly as f*ck my closet got all these feathers
You keep it silent and they think you the devil
Spent 7 racks on all my jeans and sweaters
[Verse 1]
Walked up in the store and I'm changing the weather
AE Everything I put it on for whatever
Some 10's of thousands when you see us together
Got an American Eagle plug I cal that b*tch Heather
These Last Kings jeans are wax, n*gga no leather
Clothes in my closet rare like a bald eagle feather
I'm balling like I'm Curry your ass ball like a tether
Every time I walk in the store my budget get bigger
I'm fly as f*ck you can see by my shirt
Your swag ain't touching mine bruh your ass is so hurt
My sh*t is mean bruh my sh*t go berserk
Rap game, track game, b*tch I go to work
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[Verse 2]
Summertime is mine when I step off the plane
I'm dark as f*ck so I don't need no sunscreen
Put lotion on my tats bruh my sh*t is so mean
LK is my tank and my shorts is AE
My love for it deeper than an ocean or a pool
I get all the f*cking fame, the money, and them garden tools
I'm the AE king, f*ck your f*cking Tru Religion jeans
Mr. Bookbag wear that bird and Steez a 501 fein
It ain't enough amount of money to change where I'm from
I'll take two-thirds a f*cking kilo and put it right in my lungs
I'm moving on I'm moving on, f*ck that Louie Vutton
All the drugs I f*cking take, call me El Padron
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