Chief Keef - True Religion Fein (текст песни, слова)

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 balling bitch I'm Michael
Big green call me Geico
Clik clak
Let him walk like a Michael
40's with them bullet
Where you life go?
True Religion everything
Or maybe some Robin jeans
I got a true Religion bitch
She do this true Religion shit

True Religion fein
Iced up with the team
Light it up with lean
Smoke until I dream
Shit ain't what it seems
You might need some glasses
And my niggas restless
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 want no witness
Move it like it's fitness
My True section ridiculous
Bitch I got that bag
Bitch I stay in Trues
2 hunna on shoes
My lil niggas rule

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
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
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
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein
I'm a True Religion fein

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