Paroles de DG Jeans

Dolce jeans when I'm with my fiends Chase my dreams, get by any means Blood on me, I got blood, I bleed Drugs come free, that's why I stay drug free I been eating good, I been bleeding bad I felt better 'bout myself when I was feeling bad We go to Hollywood just to get the cash If I could I'd sell my soul to the fucking bag And I made your swag, I feel like your dad I feel like that is what made you mad I'ma spend it fast, then we get it back Hundred racks, I pull it out the trash Velcro straps (Velcro straps) D.E. o, bitch, I'm back (bitch, I'm back) (Black on black) Black on black (BMW, might crash) No trash, no man Catching flights, I'm jet lagged (Built like glass) Built like glass (No face, we use a mask) We use a mask