[HookAnnotate: Chief Keef] I'm a True Religion fein Bitch what the fuck you mean? I'm a True Religion fein Bitch what the fuck you mean? I'm a True Religion fein (x8)
[Verse 1] I'm a True Religion fein I got on True Religion jeans Trick what the fuck you mean? Suck my True Religion jeans I've been ballin' bitch I'm Michael! Big green call me Geico Click clack, let him walk like a Michael 40's with them bullet, where you life go? True Religion and lean Or maybe some Robin) jeans I got a True Religion bitch! She do this True Religion shit
[Hook] I'm a True Religion fein Bitch what the fuck you mean? I'm a True Religion fein Bitch what the fuck you mean? I'm a True Religion fein (x8)
[Verse 2: Yale Lucciani] True Religion fein Iced up with the team Lighted up with lean Smoke until I dream Shit ain't what it seems You might need some glasses And my niggas ratchets This shit might get tragic True Religion fein, 3 hunnit for pants You don't have a chance Bitch I shop in France Money make her dance Then she fuck my mans Cop the work and bag it Break bread with the clan GBE big 'bidness We don't need no witness Move it like its fitness My true section ridiculous Bitch I got that bag Bitch I stay in trues 2hunna on shoes My lil niggas rule
[Hook]x2 I'm a True Religion fein Bitch what the fuck you mean? I'm a True Religion fein Bitch what the fuck you mean? I'm a True Religion fein (x8)