Supreme Underwear Songtext
von Payday

What, what?
Cha-ching, cha-ching
What, what?
Okay, mm, c′mon
Kisses, kisses

Shoutout to the hustlers tryna get the cash (cha-ching)
Gold on they teeth, Evisu on they ass (what?)
He got the big drip, yeah, that's what I like to see (mhm)
Great hair and a great personality
Reaching for the stars, looking back at me (what?)
Smile for the pic for the gram like cheese
I got my own bread, I ain′t gotta say please
He got his Louis V sleeves wrapped around me

I don't fuck with broke ass boys
I'm annoyed, yeah, fuck that noise


I′m not a creep
Oh, I promise, oh I swear
But when you reached I saw your Supreme underwear
Don′t take it wrong
I promise it's alright
You spend money on your undies and I think that′s really nice

He not a broke boy, he not a broke boy
He got the money, he run it up his own boy
He gotta big flex BAPE on the coat boy
I know you broke, pants held up by a rope boy
What's the deal? Go chase a bag (go chase it)
You a bum, I can see you mad (you mad)
Run it up, just to run it back (run it back)
Keep the coin all up in the sack

I don′t fuck with broke ass boys
I'm annoyed, yeah, fuck that noise

I′m not a creep
Oh, I promise, oh I swear
But when you reached I saw your Supreme underwear
Don't take it wrong
I promise it's alright
You spend money on your undies and I think that′s really nice