SAINT LAURENT Lyrics

Black bitches, black cats, Jordan 4

White bitches sniff coke bag off the floor

Saint Laurent jacket, Saint Laurent purse

Hope I don't fumble and say the wrong words

What you been doin' these days when I ain't around you

Who you been coolin' it with when I'm out of the town, huh

Why do you move like this whenever I travel

Who's Mercedes coupe is that parked outside her condo

Scotch for the brunch I drink around noon

Glock got em' duckin' like they in cartoons

Girl, are you shy? Stop lookin' at shoes

You talk all the talk, but you never move, no

She got no role models in her life

That's why she don't wanna be saved

Babe I'll kick your teeth out of spite

It'd be better if you behaved

Why you watch my stories if you ain't even gon' follow me

I see your new boy, I'll tell you, he don't even bother me

Whippin' mommy's Benz through the town, through them lights again

I can't seem to let you go, so I send these DMs again

I don't wanna fuck, no

I just wanna play with your heart

But if we could fuck, girl

I could take you farther

I want some love, no

Give a fuck about your father

You callin' me daddy, I'm killin' your pussy

For greater good, like a martyr

Islamic beliefs, no

Run from police, no

Women is serving me, do it with urgency

Serbs in the city, these drugs is our currency

No, oh

Black bitches, black cats

Jordan 4

White bitches, coke bags

Off the floor