Chief Keef - True Religion Fein (Ft. Yale Lucciani) | Текст песни

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• True Religion Fein (Ft. Yale Lucciani)

[Hook: 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)

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