[Amaro] Hey, Monty! Can we go thrift shopping?
What, what, what, what... [x7]
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty million in my pocket
This isn't fucking awesome
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Bummy and grungy, fuck it man
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style,
John Wayne ain’t got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I wouldn't take a Keppinger, make him cool, sell him
the SABR heads would be like "Aw, he got the Platoon Splits!"
What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?
I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage
'Cause right now I'm up in her skirt
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (No Uptons)
I'm that, I'm that sucker searchin' in that section (No Uptons)
I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker
They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight."
Bourn as center fielder? Let's do some simple addition
I call that getting tricked by a business
That player's hella dough
Then you hella won't
From that thrift shop down the road