Skinny Jeanz

Haha, it's your boy
You know my name, they call me Talent on the beat, right
Yeah
Blockhead
New Boys
Let's get it jerkin'

Ayy girl, I'm a J-E-R-K
In the state poppin' like a zit, yeah, all day
I might be a lil' rude but you can call me
If I hang up then girl I'm sorry
Your grandma's on the other line, heard the chick was a dime
Said I jerked you in my skinny jeans, she ain't lyin'
Boy hot like I'm fryin', G-Shock on the wrist
Gotta have a skateboard vibe to wear these kicks

Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Get that jerky, get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Get that jerky, get that jerky

I'm fresh, yeah your boy got steez
Passin' by in the mall with my different color skinny jeans
Never been hated on but what I wear
You can ask all you want but this here you will never wear

Boji jeans, pants saggin' to your knees
With like three different greens, IDK, not me
I'm fresh like duh, what the F you thought?
I got a nice little fit, cargos and tube socks
Fresh kicks I rock with my New Boys hat

I got my flannel shirt on and it perfectly match
I'm the king, don't you see me on top of the throne?
My fit got people sayin' "Jerk, get your white boy on"
Old people lookin' like I think it's mine done slipped
My lil' skinny jeans dog but my Nines don't fit

I'm fresh like duh, what the F you thought?
I got a nice little fit, cargos and tube socks
Black, black, ayy

Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Get that jerky, get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Get that jerky, get that jerky

Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky

Your shit look dead, need to get that perfect

Sit back lurcin', I sit back listen
Persistent with this Jerk shit, not a victim
My system is so turnt up that it's sickening
The third finger's to the followers, I invent trends

No dissin' but I'm too vicious
To let y'all niggas come in and steal this
Hold up, let me think of my words
I fuckin' run this shit like I'm racin' a turd
Brodie if you see me then I think you should learn
You starin' at somethin' fly like you facin' a bird
Hold up, ha, you know I had to tell them hoes
That my fits on point, I got talent tellin' clothes

Your fits on mute, need to get that perfect
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky

Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Get that jerky, get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Skinny jeans on, finna get that jerky
Get that jerky, get that jerky

Yeah, Team Pro Jerkin'
I see you New Boys, keep it jerkin'