Trill Sammy - Ysl lyrics

Driving with no seat belt, I skrt off V12 Only want the bag gas from the top shelf Oh, and if that b**h bad I f** her myself Since I count up big bags, better YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL Come threw on some air force 1s I fell like Nelly Pull up on your b**h put dick in her belly All this cash on me I just came here to spent in She see hundreds on me, well look b**h I got plenty Oh I know you feel it Still up counting benjamins [?] Double cup lean I’m sipping [?] f**ing her on camera No I got stamina I might just run up a check Bad model b**h I f** her, forget I don’t got time to roll it I’m one of a [?] Paid come in, I got hit off Jump in the coupe and take off Driving with no seat belt, I skrt off V12 Only want the bag gas from the top shelf Oh, and if that b**h bad I f** her myself Since I count up big bags, better YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL Bring the YSL Double up on the scale Pack on selling self Bring the YSL Double up on the scale Pack on selling self But these hundreds not count itself Water on me like I’m Michael Phillips When I’m in the deep end Think I’m in too deep cause she want to be friends f** her in the sweet, and have my sh** my way Ain’t not hotbox, drop the top off on the highway And the coupe it park itself I’m in the driveway This backwood ain’t spark itself, I’m about to fly away Driving with no seat belt, I skrt off V12 Only want the bag gas from the top shelf Oh, and if that b**h bad I f** her myself Since I count up big bags, better YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL All my air force 1s look like YSL