Diamonds they wet check on my neck Beggars gon beg, and they come with some friends
I'm with some strippers and they like the dead's
Product on me this is water not sand
In my dms, you know the rest
I got your baby here taking these xans
Hop in the whip and she suck with no hands
I see the hate through the Cartier tint
Cash in the bag 500 hunnid strips for the drip I finesse
Niggas act tough but these niggas pretend
I'm way ahead, cuz I'm seeing these trends
Got the Gucci snake bag on the cheetah print vest
If She dance on the mag and she think I'm erect
I Pop me an addy, I barely get rest
Gosha my sweats, You won't catch me with checks
I made some racks, offa dildos
I shut it down, selling out shows
She wanna f*ck but I'm playing no roles
Gucci her t got Chanel on her toes
You sell a ounce I smoke a bowl
Feel like a stripper I keep me a pole
Count up a hunnids and cop a hublot
I left her open she looking for hope
Balenci no runner, I got triple s
I know that I'm chosen, I'm truly blessed
I halfed me a roxi before the jet
I landed Mia I'm back to them racks
I know the opps want me dead in a box
That's why I gotta ride round with a glock
Where I'm from killas will shoot of your top
Niggas don't wanna see you at the top
I get this money, give it to my mom
I put my heart in it, I gave it my all
Diamonds on fabric I wet up the cloth
Overseas got me dripping in the sauce
Diamonds they wet check on my neck Beggars gon beg, and they come with some friends
I'm with some strippers and they like the dead's
Product on me this is water not sand
In my dms, you know the rest
I got your baby here taking these xans
Hop in the whip and she suck with no hands
I see the hate through the Cartier tint
Cash in the bag 500 hunnid strips for the drip I finesse
Niggas act tough but these niggas pretend
I'm way ahead, cuz I'm seeing these trends
Got the Gucci snake bag on the cheetah print vest
If She dance on the mag and she think I'm erect
I Pop me an addy, I barely get rest
Gosha my sweats, You won't catch me with checks
YSL Trik - Yosemite II Lyrics
YSL Trik - Yosemite II Lyrics
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Diamonds they wet check on my neck Beggars gon beg, and they come with some friends
I'm with some strippers and they like the dead's
Product on me this is water not sand
In my dms, you know the rest
I got your baby here taking these xans
Hop in the whip and she suck with no hands
I see the hate through the Cartier tint
Cash in the bag 500 hunnid strips for the drip I finesse
Niggas act tough but these niggas pretend
I'm way ahead, cuz I'm seeing these trends
Got the Gucci snake bag on the cheetah print vest
If She dance on the mag and she think I'm erect
I Pop me an addy, I barely get rest
Gosha my sweats, You won't catch me with checks
I made some racks, offa dildos
I shut it down, selling out shows
She wanna f*ck but I'm playing no roles
Gucci her t got Chanel on her toes
You sell a ounce I smoke a bowl
Feel like a stripper I keep me a pole
Count up a hunnids and cop a hublot
I left her open she looking for hope
Balenci no runner, I got triple s
I know that I'm chosen, I'm truly blessed
I halfed me a roxi before the jet
I landed Mia I'm back to them racks
I know the opps want me dead in a box
That's why I gotta ride round with a glock
Where I'm from killas will shoot of your top
Niggas don't wanna see you at the top
I get this money, give it to my mom
I put my heart in it, I gave it my all
Diamonds on fabric I wet up the cloth
Overseas got me dripping in the sauce
Diamonds they wet check on my neck Beggars gon beg, and they come with some friends
I'm with some strippers and they like the dead's
Product on me this is water not sand
In my dms, you know the rest
I got your baby here taking these xans
Hop in the whip and she suck with no hands
I see the hate through the Cartier tint
Cash in the bag 500 hunnid strips for the drip I finesse
Niggas act tough but these niggas pretend
I'm way ahead, cuz I'm seeing these trends
Got the Gucci snake bag on the cheetah print vest
If She dance on the mag and she think I'm erect
I Pop me an addy, I barely get rest
Gosha my sweats, You won't catch me with checks
I'm with some strippers and they like the dead's
Product on me this is water not sand
In my dms, you know the rest
I got your baby here taking these xans
Hop in the whip and she suck with no hands
I see the hate through the Cartier tint
Cash in the bag 500 hunnid strips for the drip I finesse
Niggas act tough but these niggas pretend
I'm way ahead, cuz I'm seeing these trends
Got the Gucci snake bag on the cheetah print vest
If She dance on the mag and she think I'm erect
I Pop me an addy, I barely get rest
Gosha my sweats, You won't catch me with checks
I made some racks, offa dildos
I shut it down, selling out shows
She wanna f*ck but I'm playing no roles
Gucci her t got Chanel on her toes
You sell a ounce I smoke a bowl
Feel like a stripper I keep me a pole
Count up a hunnids and cop a hublot
I left her open she looking for hope
Balenci no runner, I got triple s
I know that I'm chosen, I'm truly blessed
I halfed me a roxi before the jet
I landed Mia I'm back to them racks
I know the opps want me dead in a box
That's why I gotta ride round with a glock
Where I'm from killas will shoot of your top
Niggas don't wanna see you at the top
I get this money, give it to my mom
I put my heart in it, I gave it my all
Diamonds on fabric I wet up the cloth
Overseas got me dripping in the sauce
Diamonds they wet check on my neck Beggars gon beg, and they come with some friends
I'm with some strippers and they like the dead's
Product on me this is water not sand
In my dms, you know the rest
I got your baby here taking these xans
Hop in the whip and she suck with no hands
I see the hate through the Cartier tint
Cash in the bag 500 hunnid strips for the drip I finesse
Niggas act tough but these niggas pretend
I'm way ahead, cuz I'm seeing these trends
Got the Gucci snake bag on the cheetah print vest
If She dance on the mag and she think I'm erect
I Pop me an addy, I barely get rest
Gosha my sweats, You won't catch me with checks
Writer: Yousif Triki
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