Ysl up on my waist
Godd**n I'm too fine
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
She just gave me top oh I just lost my mind
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
Ysl up on my waist
Godd**n I'm too fine
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
She just gave me top yeah I just lost my mind
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
I was supposed to do it
You want the h*es to do it
I'm ballin' but I don't hoop
She got a fatty too
This is what daddy do
You n***as mad at who
I rock that gucci boots
That's what I'm 'pposed to do
You f**k your money up quick
I'm tryna stack my s**t
They still hate on the low
N***a ain't that some s**t
I get the racks soo quick
Pipe up my fashion quick
I get the racks soo quick
Pipe up my fashion quick
Ysl up on my waist
Godd**n I'm too fine
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
She just gave me top oh I just lost my mind
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
Ysl up on my waist
Godd**n I'm too fine
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
She just gave me top yeah I just lost my mind
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
Foreign h*e b***h gave me top
I can't cuff her I'm a dog like whoo
That's your girl
I'm in her mouth like ooh
Ysl on me
I flex with a check
Rich forever put more ice on my neck
Don't f**k with these n***as
They get no respect
Model
Model
Oh she think she a model
Take a ride in the foreign
She swallow
Pour the lean on a plane
We sippin'
2 b***hes in the back and they kissin'
I get the money quick
I had to bust out my wrist
I ain't shut up for a second
F**k these n***as
Keep flexin'
Ysl up on my waist
Godd**n I'm too fine
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
She just gave me top oh I just lost my mind
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
Ysl up on my waist
Godd**n I'm too fine
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
She just gave me top yeah I just lost my mind
Oh
Oh yeah
Yeah that b***h up on my line
