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kayvee & marcos loarca - ysl at the scp lyrics

[chorus: kayvee]
pop em on sight yeah its so clean
that’s my boy drive a srt
she be touchin all on me
goin down the road in a 2jz
cop ysl at the scp
call me john stone i’m your girls daddy
they all know me b+tch i’m kayvee
when she in my bed she mess up white tee

[verse 1: kayvee]
goin down the road 04 subie
sti its a fee to see
new white chick and a fetus sheesh
i’m long term call me diesel please
i’m not cut off a common cloth
if we talkin money i’m there to talk
b+tch wanna talk b+tch suck me off
only keep her number cuz her head game strong
if i pull up all my windows tinted they can’t know i’m comin out
diamonds just so bright they shinin in the dark not frontin now
i be keepin tabs on you
you a lil b+tch with ya best friend too
gotta strap he don’t know how to use
pull out the glock he fumble achoo
pull up i’m outside the store
paparazzi is floodin my door
flashing cameras i see dancer
i’m not talkin donner dasher
she wanna graph well call it auto
automatically u look at me you know i’m clean
look up green you just see me
what do i do i
[chorus: kayvee]
pop em on sight yeah its so clean
that’s my boy drive a srt
she be touchin all on me
goin down the road in a 2jz
cop ysl at the scp
call me john stone i’m your girls daddy
they all know me b+tch i’m kayvee
when she in my bed she mess up white tee

[verse 2: marcos loarca]
all these b+tches are calling my phone
tell them hoes to leave me alone
in studio chasing my goal
girl wants me to sell my soul
baby i can’t do it
hitting a l!ck but your best friend blew it
bad ass b+tch her head game fluent
boss ass b+tch yea she stay choosin
we armed yea we stay shootin
ice on us yea we stay coolin
d+ck her down yea she stay droolin
in the coupe yea we stay cruising
in the game yea i stay pulling
annoying ass b+tch yeah she stay foolish
i gotta check it’s worth a mil
your life sucks stay popping those pills
i ain’t fake you+
f+ck what you say
get out my way
i got your b+tch she give me that cake
i got the nine put it to you face
hop in the g yeah we finna race
[verse 3: kayvee & ++marcos loarca++ ]
homie don’t phase me he kickin the buckets
i gotta 9 and i ain’t finna tuck it
++f+ckin yo b+tch, i’m making her flooded++
++buyin the coupe i don’t gotta budget++
pull out the lot and they all takin photos
ya boy in the front omw melrose
++get him extinct he a dodo++
++she a freak she suck me in slow+mo++
her parents are home, i’m f+ckin her f+ck it
b+tton on pants i tell her unb+tton
++makin her dance, she my puppet++
++i’m so high on top of the summit++

- kayvee marcos loarca lyrics

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