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Yves Saint Laurent

 

Yves Saint Laurent

(앨범: World Against Me - 2020)


Rocking Chanel fur, I came a long way from hand-me-downs (Yea, Uh)
Yea, the racks in the lane now, only damn thing I care about
Used to fuck an average bitch, now I'm fucking on a bitch from Paris now
(Counting em' racks up)
And that lil nigga stay talking down

They gave the wrong nigga some money, put a rack on ya' head now
Twin-Turbo in this getaway from the feds now
Yves Saint Laurent, lil' nigga getting some bread now
Used to break my heart, now I fuck her friend instead, woah
Twin Glocks, yeah all for your lil ass head
I can't find no act, so I'm sipping on that red
I'm in an all red 'Cat, and I swear this bitch, it blatt, (Skrrttt)
Pop me a Hydro', man I swear that I love them meds
I'm off a xan baby, hoes got me feeling dead
Ay', could you turn me up, gotta make sure I hear what I said
You was a big bad wolf on the 'gram why u acting scared?
You was a funny guy, man yo' ass hopped in that Lil ted
Spent five racks, now they give a young nigga champagne
Did so many juggs, could've bought a fucking plain Jane
Smoking fat ass woods in the motherfucking Marriott
Fucking them racks, yeah I think Imma just marry guap
In the Porsche 911, damn near feel like a damn cop
This bitch moving too slow, had to tell the lil' bitch chop chop
Nigga yo' car too slow, got that shit from lil' shit from a lil' chop shop
Me and lil' 'Kan on the freeway, speeding in that drop-top

Rocking Chanel fur, I came a long way from hand-me-downs (Yea, Uh)
Yea, the racks in the lane now, only damn thing I care about
Used to fuck an average bitch, now I'm fucking on a bitch from Paris now
(Counting em' racks up)
And that lil nigga stay talking down

And I heard you went to Roxas now, (yeah)
Gotta run them bands up, It's no option now
Took my bands out in public, these bitches out of pocket now
Walk up in Lenox, and I'm straight copping now
Going through woods, just all over them fucking Tramadols
You got a band lil nigga?, please just knock it off
I just bought this bitch just like some fucking Lysol
[?] man, turn the fucking lights off
High off good drugs, higher than a fucking Eiffel
Put an A-C-O-G scope on that fucking Rifle
And my bitch off them drugs, acting like a psycho
Oh I told you, "I love you"?, that was a fucking typo

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