Black Jeans - The Nelson Boys

Tømmy:

Black jeans Johnny Cash

So much gas inside my stash

See nobody do it like us when I meet God I’ve met my match

I’m just too cool I might be Fonzie

See em throwing shade but they never gonna try me

And I’mma keep running till the money start piling

Never gon' sign contract to binding

Did it on my own

Bitch you ain’t been to my show yet?

Last time yeah I damn near broke the stage and next set I’m a do a little more

than that

In the lab so much think we White and Pinkman

Take a day off what the fuck was I thinking

Not gon' stop when we already goin

They comin for my neck, bitch I’m Abe Lincoln

Patnelso:

I should of known, I should of known

You should of left me alone, should of left me alone

I want the wheels on chrome, I want the wheels on chrome

And a twelve story home, yes a very tall home

Tømmy:

I’m a hothead yeah bitch I got a short temper

Pothead breaking weed down in the blender

My water 'bout to bubble why you staying on simmer?

Give me time imma be the king like Simba smoking on the pack that I just picked

up blowing smoke me and Pat hanging out the white truck

Thank God I don’t hang around no scrubs

Don’t say much but never hold my tongue

Don’t take too long when you holdin my blunt yeah I smoke so much think I need

a new lung

Don’t worry bout where I’m from

They say we couldn’t do it cause it’s never been done

I used to shoot dice in high school

Now I catch flights just from writing a haiku looking at my haters and im seein

they spiteful

But I’m just laughing cause I’m flying right by you ha!

Patnelso:

I should of known, I should of known

You should of left me alone, should of left me alone

I want the wheels on chrome, I want the wheels on chrome

And a twelve story home, yes a very tall home