YSL Lyrics

Aye specxfic

Turn me up

How much do you hear, hear, hear

I don't got no fear

My hoe said I'm mean, but I still don't care

It's no YVL, cologne, my shit YSL

Pockets fat as hell, hell

Hell yea, yeah

Yea, yea, yea, yea yeah

I wanted all this shit so bad, Back then these niggas, they ain't care

Ion give a fuck about no bail

If I tell you how I feel, would you tell

Ion give a fuck bout' how you feel

Cause they ain't give a fuck about how I felt

Honestly, I'm just tryna keep it real

Honestly, can we just keep it real

Aye

Pull up, drop, drop, drop I just dropped, drop inside my cup

These hoes say I flex I don't think that I flex enough

I think I'm so petty, I just blocked this hoe on messananger

Guap guap I get fetty, how you get money no, I can't tell you bout nun

Aye, back door the lob, I'ma go Serge Ibaka

She ask how you feel, told this hoe, I feel awesome

I can't cooperate with the feds, I told them, I don't know

Man yo brother fake, how the hell you still shop at Costco

Sweep up the money with a rake

Bad hoe, follow me on IG, let's go

Yeah, my brother got drakes

Don't try that, nigga, we gon' test those

I get so much bread and cheese, in my pocket, pesto

And my bitch Vietnamese, but she not my best though

Man you lyin said yo bitch was bad, she look like Lizzo

No, that's not my bitch, this hoe not even my kindle

Don't come to my DMs unless you bready, nigga, pay up

Oh okay, my brother sliding, yeah, he comin' with a pistol

I don't got no fear

My hoe said I'm mean, but I still don't care

It's no YVL, cologne, my shit YSL

Pockets fat as hell, hell

Hell yea, yeah

Yea, yea, yea, yea yeah

And I'm steady flexing

I'm balenci steppin

I don't need no weapon, cause my brother checked in

G-Lock, Gen-five, this shit make him tap dance

Fuck school, I could make ten bands

Ion even wanna take ten tests

Ion even wanna have ten friends

Gem called like, did you flex yet

Yea, finna hop on a jet, jet

Everybody tell me I'm next next

Everybody tell you what you wanna hear

You a one hit wonder I don't know you

I don't even let a hoes get close yea

Last time I did, she folded

I knew her way before then

Like, way, way, way before then

I took some drugs before then

That's way, way, way before that

They call me spec, you know that

Like, why you ask, you know that

They try to act like I'm so bad

Like, why you did me so bad

I don't got no fear

My hoe said I'm mean, but I still don't care

It's no YVL, cologne, my shit YSL

Pockets fat as hell, hell

Hell yea, yeah

Yea, yea, yea, yea yeah