Saint Laurent

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It's raw when you need cash only Okay Is he okay? Okay Can I get a test drive I'm the south side's saint laurent, she said I'm too nonchalant Pounds, from out of town done got her loaded now she gettin drunk I'm coppin' pieces, swipin' dirty visas tell me what you want Extra garlic butter when you cook up my filet mignon Mercedes Benz, pile up with your friends, place them in the front Liquor to her crew, to lesbians, I call that two for one Baddies shakin' asses, tappin' glasses like we shootin' sum My life is a movie, baby, come and get your close up Lights and action, camera get to flashin' when we pullin' up A couple passes only for them bitches that got two for one She natural, her friend a BBL, but fuck it, y'all can come I'm droppin' hits, lil' baby droppin' hints, she wanna give me some I got my strap, I'm shootin' bacc, this ain't no run and gun That pussy cracc, I might relapse, I'm out here spendin' mun I'm in here loafin' with this bread these niggas throwin' crumbs She put a secret in my lap, she in here speakin' tongues I'm the south side's saint laurent, she said I'm too nonchalant Pounds, from out of town done got her loaded now she gettin drunk I'm coppin' pieces, swipin' dirty visas tell me what you want Extra garlic butter when you cook up my filet mignon Mercedes Benz, pile up with your friends, place them in the front Liquor to her crew, to lesbians, I call that two for one Baddies shakin' asses, tappin' glasses like we shootin' sum My life is a movie, baby, come and get your close up Let's start the day off with a toast, let's say what we want the most Bellinis and bikinis, turn Atlanta into Mexico Brooklyn out to Sherman Oaks, got bitches in from every coast Put you on my finsta just in case they screen record the post She roccin' skims, but she don't wanna swim, she tryna ride the boat She thicc and slim, she know I'm really him, I wanna fill her throat It's DND whenever you with me, so tell that nigga no I'm not tryna control you, but I can have you somewhere remote I'm the south side's saint laurent, she said I'm too nonchalant Pounds, from out of town done got her loaded now she gettin drunk I'm coppin' pieces, swipin' dirty visas tell me what you want Extra garlic butter when you cook up my filet mignon Mercedes Benz, pile up with your friends, place them in the front Liquor to her crew, to lesbians, I call that two for one Baddies shakin' asses, tappin' glasses like we shootin' sum My life is a movie, baby, come and get your close up Can I get a test drive?
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Credits
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- CRASH RARRI