1300 hellboy – saint laurent music (feel like keed pt. ii) lyrics
[chorus]
my sh#t all fly
h#llboy b#tch, you know i’m the trending topic
ten bad b#tches
all of em shy, and you know that they can’t stop it
i got my cash, oh
know bad ass lil b#tches, they really gone drop it
she like my d#mn song
tryna f#ck with h#llboy b#tch, you lost yo noggin
she call me off the iphone
but trap off the samsung yeah, yeah
i think that my mind gone
the type of sh#t you can’t handle yeah, yeah
lit like a candle yeah, yeah
she got heels no sandals yeah, yeah
she changing like channels, yeah
ride me like a bike no handles yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
yves saint jeans, lotta bad b#tches on me
hunnit’ band sack on me, yeah
hunnit’ band racks on me, yeah
n#gga can’t cap on me
n#gga get blast tryna tax on me, yeah, yeah
strap with me, n#gga up his got slatt with me, yeah (let’s go, lets go!)
tryna make me some m’s for my kinfolk, yeah, yeah
all this fake sh#t you p#ssy n#ggas you been fold, yeah
chanel got double c’s
got robin and balmain jeans
got yves saint laurent on me
some sh#t you’ve never seen, yeah, yuh
i just might go and f#ck his b#tch, yuh
pull up on you n#ggas i got that stick, yuh
f#ck with them slimes you n#ggas ain’t really on sh#t, yuh
that’s why i be taking them pictures while i’m f#cking his b#tch
[chorus]
my sh#t all fly
h#llboy b#tch, you know i’m the trending topic
ten bad b#tches
all of em shy and you know that they can’t stop it
i got my cash, oh
know bad ass lil b#tches, they really gone drop it
she like my d#mn song
tryna f#ck with h#llboy b#tch, you lost yo noggin
she call me off the iphone
but trap off the samsung yeah, yeah
i think that my mind gone
the type of sh#t you can’t handle yeah, yeah
lit like a candle yeah, yeah
she got heels no sandals yeah, yeah
she changing like channels, yeah
ride me like a bike no handles yeah, yeah
[verse 2]
all the gang pass hoes to me
i’m getting this green, no family tree
and i hear these new rappers, these n#ggas my seed
it’s ysl team, man shout out to keed
i’m f#cking these hoes, not knowing they name
ysl clique, got a ysl chain
ysl b#tch, ot a ysl fit
through my ysl rips, give me ysl brain
i can’t f#ck on these hoes, or make em my misses
she hitting my line, man these b#tches be tripping
i got yves saint laurent, making different decisions
have you n#ggas get shot, doctors give you incisions
i got b#tches, on b#tches, on b#tches, on b#tches
she give the top, o b#tches just give it
and yo b#tch a nah, yo b#tch is the hittest
and i’m at the top, count benjins on benjins
been a couple years and i ain’t changing
pull up chain, slave sh#t
f#ck her and she nameless, saying
[chorus]
my sh#t all fly
h#llboy b#tch, you know i’m the trending topic
ten bad b#tches
all of em shy and you know that they can’t stop it
i got my cash, oh
know bad ass lil b#tches, they really gone drop it
she like my d#mn song
tryna f#ck with h#llboy b#tch, you lost yo noggin
she call me off the iphone
but trap off the samsung yeah, yeah
i think that my mind gone
the type of sh#t you can’t handle yeah, yeah
lit like a candle yeah, yeah
she got heels no sandals yeah, yeah
she changing like channels, yeah
ride me like a bike no handles yeah, yeah
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