[Chorus]
I wear Dickies everyday
You know I always go to work
You would think I was the plug the way I jug, the way I serve
Need the cargo pockets just to fit all of my loot
Flex on them like oouu, all my hundreds blue
I wear Dickies everyday
You know I always go to work
You would think I was the plug the way I jug, the way I serve
Need the cargo pockets just to fit all of my loot
Flex on them like oouu, all my hundreds blue

[Verse 1]
All my hundreds blue but my haters looking red
Aye
Please don't hit my line, no I did not read what you said
Aye
I been blowing paper, I been counting up, I'm blessed
Aye
That bitch got a man but she see me and she impressed
Aye
Th-Thirty dollar Dickies but my top cost a grip
Aye
She said daddy gimmie some, I put it on her lip
Aye
I need me some YSL, Balenciaga drip
Aye
I need Frito-Lay to sponsor me, I'm bout my chips
Aye

[Chorus]
I wear Dickies everyday
You know I always go to work
You would think I was the plug the way I jug, the way I serve
Need the cargo pockets just to fit all of my loot
Flex on them like oouu, all my hundreds blue
I wear Dickies everyday
You know I always go to work
You would think I was the plug the way I jug, the way I serve
Need the cargo pockets just to fit all of my loot
Flex on them like oouu, all my hundreds blue

[Verse 2]
I got one two, I got three four
Pair of Dickies, five six, shit I need more
I stay on the grind all the fucking time
In my work pants, Locate looking fucking prime
Aye, aye
Who do this like me?
Aye, aye
Feel like G-O-A-T
Aye, aye
I need an L-O-T
All the guap, all the cash, all the fucking green

[Chorus]
I wear Dickies everyday
You know I always go to work
You would think I was the plug the way I jug, the way I serve
Need the cargo pockets just to fit all of my loot
Flex on them like oouu, all my hundreds blue
I wear Dickies everyday
You know I always go to work
You would think I was the plug the way I jug, the way I serve
Need the cargo pockets just to fit all of my loot
Flex on them like oouu, all my hundreds blue