Текст песни Saint Laurent - Vietto feat. Semi Supreme

YSL we stay fresh as hell
Like Taco Bell we give out shells
Call Kartel he bang blood like cells
Got a bad female she wear chanel
Like rotel want beef then oh well
Yall both lame as hell so yall is parallel
My whole personel got rails for sales
Look at my coatail got it in caramel
Im not rocking gucci bitch this Saint Laurent
Yeah im getting money now so i buy what i want
She dont want yo ass boy so stop trying to front
All my niggas outside serving like restaurants
That bitch wanna fuck but i act nonchalant
Ill write yo ass off and i dont needa font
Im whipping these niggas feel like trevor belmont
Im getting my bread up just like a croissant

Im ballin on niggas i feel like draymond
We focused on making a mil in a month
You not finna spark shit you dont needa gun
This chain on my neck it feel like a ton
Stop talkin bout money cuz yeen got nun
You fuck wit dat nigga and he is bum
This is not fendi, this YSL
You cant afford cause you broke as hell
He tried to rob me but dat shit had failed
I know you down bad and still taking them L's
I talked to da plug he send it thru the mail
V measuring the kilos he got em on scale
Im sippin on act i feel like a snail
My diamonds so wet like they came out the well
If i get jammed up you know i wont tell
Im counting blue benjis til im dead and pale

YSL we stay fresh as hell
Like Taco Bell we give out shells
Call Kartel he bang blood like cells
Got a bad female she wear chanel
Like rotel want beef then oh well
Yall both lame as hell so yall is parallel
My whole personel got rails for sales
Look at my coatail got it in caramel
Im not rocking gucci bitch this Saint Laurent
Yeah im getting money now so i buy what i want
She dont want yo ass boy so stop trying to front
All my niggas outside serving like restaurants
That bitch wanna fuck but i act nonchalant
Ill write yo ass off and i dont needa font
Im whipping these niggas feel like trevor belmont
Im getting my bread up just like a croissant

Cap cap cap boy stop all dat lying
Yo shit is hot trash its not that hard to rhyme
I rock saint laurent when i hang with the slimes
That bitch is not fine so i wont waste my time
Im counting a stack and you still carry dimes
My bitch is real bad she a tall glass of wine
You say you got diamonds but yo shit dont shine
We servin the trees out they straight out the pines
Hold up, roll up, pull up with poles up
Thought you cold but my shit be froze up
Tesla roadster the motor like toaster
Holster i keep the gun for a jokester
Post up guarantee that we gonna approach ya
Its over roll a nigga just a like a coaster
She a hoe bruh so do not get yo hopes up
I keep my bands in my bag on my shoulder

YSL we stay fresh as hell
Like Taco Bell we give out shells
Call Kartel he bang blood like cells
Got a bad female she wear chanel
Like rotel want beef then oh well
Yall both lame as hell so yall is parallel
My whole personel got rails for sales
Look at my coatail got it in caramel
Im not rocking gucci bitch this Saint Laurent
Yeah im getting money now so i buy what i want
She dont want yo ass boy so stop trying to front
All my niggas outside serving like restaurants
That bitch wanna fuck but i act nonchalant
Ill write yo ass off and i dont needa font
Im whipping these niggas feel like trevor belmont
Im getting my bread up just like a croissant