lirik lagu spidersif - ysl belt
intro :
ysl , ysl
(yeah)
chorus :
i ain’t no business but your b~tch my clientele
flex on these n~ggas no show and tell
hit you with the mac if you talkin’ on the dell
ysl belt came straight from the well
came in with the heat, no lebron
rollie on my wrist that’s a pond
came in with the shooters , james bond
i want 6 cars on my lawn (win~tt~endo)
these n~ggas fishy no prawn
i’m grinding, even from dusk till dawn
verse 1 :
my b~tch don’t like veggies but she eat my cucumber
all these crazy b~tches ask for my number
she on my wood so much , thought she was a lumber
she was a catfish , faking pictures on her tumblr
lyrical n~ggas stay thinking i’m a mumbler
lean, got from anywhere , even from a tumbler
i stay dripped n~gga , call the plumber
i stay dripped n~gga , call the plumber
chorus :
i ain’t no business but your b~tch my clientele
flex on these n~ggas no show and tell
hit you with the mac if you talkin’ on the dell
ysl belt came straight from the well
came in with the heat, no lebron
rollie on my wrist that’s a pond
came in with the shooters , james bond
i want 6 cars on my lawn
these n~ggas fishy no prawn
i’m grinding, even from dusk till dawn
verse 2 :
bought a goyard bag , two k
ball so hard , feel like it’s 2k
run up on us ,yeah we up the k
clear lv bag cost like ten k
n~ggas wanna keep up no kardashian
pretty n~gga , i’m very dashing
your main said i was fantastic
she just turned into a fanatic
pop all these pills , i’m an addict
(yeah , yeah , yeah , aye)
chorus :
i ain’t no business but your b~tch my clientele
flex on these n~ggas no show and tell
hit you with the mac if you talkin’ on the dell
ysl belt came straight from the well
came in with the heat, no lebron
rollie on my wrist that’s a pond
came in with the shooters , james bond
i want 6 cars on my lawn
these n~ggas fishy no prawn
i’m grinding, even from dusk till dawn
verse 3 :
if i walk down on you do not run away
fly around the world , my home the runway
i’m a trendsetter man , man i lead the way
feds on me , i gotta do the race (yeah) (yeah)
glock 18 too big for my holster
5″3 brownskin , can’t wait to hold her
i’m a criminal , fbi got a folder
opps can’t test me ’cause i got bolder
brand new whip came with gold cupholders
i got slime no ysl
brand new belt it’s ysl
don’t cross me n~gga, stay in your lane
get you slain, if you got disdain
she gave me brain, hope she don’t get dumber
had a good time , didn’t take her number
outro :
ysl,ysl n~gga
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