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YSL Video (MV)




Performed By: Dacariee
Language: English
Length: 1:10
Written by: Dacariee Kitchings




Dacariee - YSL Lyrics
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I just spent a check right on some stupid shit money long, I've got some guap, Ifeel like
Uzi, bitch got a glock with a drum, need a Uzi kit
Talkin' bout these bands, man, know you can't even fit that shit
Slippin' on that tec, this shit got me knocked out
Told my momma I'ma make it and there's no doubt
Make it rain when all this commas, yeah Make it rain when all this commas, your is,
Like a drought Woah, yeah, finna hit my money dance
I call it money showers, yeah, I'ma make it rain
Why these niggas chasin' views and they ain't gettin' paid
Nah, I sweep these niggas like a broom and I ain't talkin' maid
Woah, damn, watch me go and f*ck it up Rubber bands in my pocket, bitch, you know
I f*ck it up She give head like it's colleges , yeah, she know
She f*cked it up pull up in the white coupe, it's a Bentley
Dove, Heard a nigga tryna pull up, it's a man down
Still remember she don't want me, now she fanned out
I can't focus on that bih, I got plans now bitch, I'm on a jet, hit you when I land now
I just walked up in the store, I bought some YSL
Put some bullets through his top, you better wish him well
This is one take, this is one take, yeah One take, this is one take
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I just spent a check right on some stupid shit money long, I've got some guap, Ifeel like
Uzi, bitch got a glock with a drum, need a Uzi kit
Talkin' bout these bands, man, know you can't even fit that shit
Slippin' on that tec, this shit got me knocked out
Told my momma I'ma make it and there's no doubt
Make it rain when all this commas, yeah Make it rain when all this commas, your is,
Like a drought Woah, yeah, finna hit my money dance
I call it money showers, yeah, I'ma make it rain
Why these niggas chasin' views and they ain't gettin' paid
Nah, I sweep these niggas like a broom and I ain't talkin' maid
Woah, damn, watch me go and f*ck it up Rubber bands in my pocket, bitch, you know
I f*ck it up She give head like it's colleges , yeah, she know
She f*cked it up pull up in the white coupe, it's a Bentley
Dove, Heard a nigga tryna pull up, it's a man down
Still remember she don't want me, now she fanned out
I can't focus on that bih, I got plans now bitch, I'm on a jet, hit you when I land now
I just walked up in the store, I bought some YSL
Put some bullets through his top, you better wish him well
This is one take, this is one take, yeah One take, this is one take
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Writer: Dacariee Kitchings
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