"PS (Pants Sag)" lyrics
Chief Keef & Zaytoven Lyrics
Ay, yeah
Zaytoven, goddamn (Yur)
What you on though? (Yur)
Gettin' guap right? (Yur)
Thanks for the care package nigga (Yeah)
Dropped down in a nick of time (Huh, huh, huh)
Got them Percs, we don't pop em' though (Huh, huh, huh)
Do this shit for real nigga (Gang)
I'ma let my pants sag, shawty
I'ma let my pants sag, shawty
She like "why you let your pants sag?"
This that F&N swag
Let my pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
Let my pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
Just another day, just another day
My kicks a thousand grams, girl, pants cost me them bands, dad
I weren't giving a damn, miss, pardon me, you startled me
My chains filled with currency, ice attack, emergency
Turn this bitch to murder scene, hurry please, he burgundy
Shirt off, a lotta tax, I can smoke a hundred racks
Got Chief Sosa pack, I switched that, they was smokin' that
Eighty racks in these fuckin' jeans make my pants sag
Chain swag, chain swang, wrist Glo, Range Flash
SosaToven, cash in these dragon pants
F&N hangin' out my pocket give you bad skin
Red Porsche with the frog lights and the paper tag
Nigga run up on us, hang him upside down and shake his ass
I'ma let my pants sag, .40 make my pants sag
F&N make my pants sag, ratchet make my pants sag
I got so much jewelry on me, I get so much money, homie
I got so much jewelry on yet I think I need a clone
Pants sag, pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
I got too much jewelery on me, got too many shots on me
Pants sag, pants sag, damn, I got a stupid swag
If you let them get it first, up your cock, shoot it back
Hold the strap lower than a Lambo'
In a Lambo', dust his ass, call it M code
Diamond ducka run it, think I got it from a dutcher
Watch goin' crazy, Spanish miss at the snow
Throwin' up the bankroll, fuckin' up the bankroll
It's Dominican, keep sacks, had them pesos
Higher than G6, flyer than a Aero
G's L's up solo in the waterfall
Sosa make pesos, Sosa get Dinero
Send it to me, give it to me, keep it on a dealo
Shoot him with the .44, shoot him like a free throw
I can up somethin' that's bigger than yo ego
I'ma let my pants sag, .40 make my pants sag
F&N make my pants sag, ratchet make my pants sag
I got so much jewelry on me, I get so much money, homie
I got so much jewelry on yet I think I need a clone
Pants sag, pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
I got too much jewelery on me, got too many shots on me
Pants sag, pants sag, damn, I got a stupid swag
If you let them get it first, up your cock, shoot it back
Tadoe pants keep saggin' to the floor
.40 get to the speedin', Ball's you ain't gettin' the sheets
I hold 60 grands up in my pants
And it got my pants keep fallin' off my ass
I got racks on racks on top of racks
We got straps and stacks on back bag
I hold 80 cash in my jeans (80)
I pull that shit out on 'em and make 'em mad (So mad)
I got 40 cash plus I got a FN, so if you try me I'ma shoot you once then shoot you again
So if you tryna rob me, I'ma shoot the shorty shorty
I got a 40 grand plus I got a 40 pants plus I got a banger
Huh, bang bang, huh, brr, huh, bang bang, huh, huh, bang bang, brr
I got so much jewelry on yet I think I need a clone
Bang, huh, bang bang, huh, brr, gang gang bang, huh
If you let them get it first, up your cock, shoot it back
Shoot it back, ay, brr
Shoot it back, ay, brr
Shoot it back, ay, brr
Shoot it back, ay
Zaytoven, goddamn (Yur)
What you on though? (Yur)
Gettin' guap right? (Yur)
Thanks for the care package nigga (Yeah)
Dropped down in a nick of time (Huh, huh, huh)
Got them Percs, we don't pop em' though (Huh, huh, huh)
Do this shit for real nigga (Gang)
I'ma let my pants sag, shawty
I'ma let my pants sag, shawty
She like "why you let your pants sag?"
This that F&N swag
Let my pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
Let my pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
Just another day, just another day
My kicks a thousand grams, girl, pants cost me them bands, dad
I weren't giving a damn, miss, pardon me, you startled me
My chains filled with currency, ice attack, emergency
Turn this bitch to murder scene, hurry please, he burgundy
Shirt off, a lotta tax, I can smoke a hundred racks
Got Chief Sosa pack, I switched that, they was smokin' that
Eighty racks in these fuckin' jeans make my pants sag
Chain swag, chain swang, wrist Glo, Range Flash
SosaToven, cash in these dragon pants
F&N hangin' out my pocket give you bad skin
Red Porsche with the frog lights and the paper tag
Nigga run up on us, hang him upside down and shake his ass
I'ma let my pants sag, .40 make my pants sag
F&N make my pants sag, ratchet make my pants sag
I got so much jewelry on me, I get so much money, homie
I got so much jewelry on yet I think I need a clone
Pants sag, pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
I got too much jewelery on me, got too many shots on me
Pants sag, pants sag, damn, I got a stupid swag
If you let them get it first, up your cock, shoot it back
Hold the strap lower than a Lambo'
In a Lambo', dust his ass, call it M code
Diamond ducka run it, think I got it from a dutcher
Watch goin' crazy, Spanish miss at the snow
Throwin' up the bankroll, fuckin' up the bankroll
It's Dominican, keep sacks, had them pesos
Higher than G6, flyer than a Aero
G's L's up solo in the waterfall
Sosa make pesos, Sosa get Dinero
Send it to me, give it to me, keep it on a dealo
Shoot him with the .44, shoot him like a free throw
I can up somethin' that's bigger than yo ego
I'ma let my pants sag, .40 make my pants sag
F&N make my pants sag, ratchet make my pants sag
I got so much jewelry on me, I get so much money, homie
I got so much jewelry on yet I think I need a clone
Pants sag, pants sag, I'ma let my pants sag
I got too much jewelery on me, got too many shots on me
Pants sag, pants sag, damn, I got a stupid swag
If you let them get it first, up your cock, shoot it back
Tadoe pants keep saggin' to the floor
.40 get to the speedin', Ball's you ain't gettin' the sheets
I hold 60 grands up in my pants
And it got my pants keep fallin' off my ass
I got racks on racks on top of racks
We got straps and stacks on back bag
I hold 80 cash in my jeans (80)
I pull that shit out on 'em and make 'em mad (So mad)
I got 40 cash plus I got a FN, so if you try me I'ma shoot you once then shoot you again
So if you tryna rob me, I'ma shoot the shorty shorty
I got a 40 grand plus I got a 40 pants plus I got a banger
Huh, bang bang, huh, brr, huh, bang bang, huh, huh, bang bang, brr
I got so much jewelry on yet I think I need a clone
Bang, huh, bang bang, huh, brr, gang gang bang, huh
If you let them get it first, up your cock, shoot it back
Shoot it back, ay, brr
Shoot it back, ay, brr
Shoot it back, ay, brr
Shoot it back, ay
