Lyrics Black Jeans - The Nelson Boys

Black Jeans

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