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Steel
(shit)

She smell Yves Saint Laurent
My were from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Week I'm watching Louis Vuitton
Saw her favourite rapper now she feeling my song
Everything she do is for the
I might duck your and bredrin I don't need ya
Her exes always tryna I'mma lead ya
Her body tight she hot up like a fever
Got me eager

I only trust on days that don't end with a Y
Don't ask why you ever see trust
up, you could never keep up
Wrist if I ever freeze up
You no say we flex and cheques so we
You know she moneyman she turned eye
Oooo five that's a bad night
we getting money now she like, like
Fucked her with the blindfold she ugly me
She no say nothin' she thought I was a freak
You can get all cocky when I see you on the
Not a nigga you don't want beef
You that they do this for real mama
You know that they catch and they kill
You know that I'm feeling style mama
You know you got a for the whole summer

She smell like Yves Laurent
My were from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion Week I'm watching Vuitton
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my
she do is for the media
I might duck your and bredrin I don't need ya
Her always tryna follow I'mma lead ya
Her body tight she hot up like a fever
Got me eager

Remy in my cup got me seeing every peng twice
Now I'm feeling nice, no just ice
She I'm too cold, baby that's the ice
my niggas that are scrubs doing deals for the rice
You're taking but will you back the beef
I'm a VIP, for real, these stacks on me
Trynna beef with who I love a catastrophe
Cos we came up from the mud its Glastonbury
Fendi on my belt my pretty brown miss
My Henny's red thats some expensive brown piss
She said she wants tequila but I about this
I don't really drink Patron when I ain't around
And I hate makeup thats a tho
Rest you can't get up in this Royce tho
I'm up on all of my as far as points go
Cos no one's copping we're copping with this coin flow

She smell like Yves Saint
My garms were from Italy, I feel the don
Paris Fashion Week I'm watching Louis
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she my song
Everything she do is for the
I might duck your food and I don't need ya
Her exes always tryna follow lead ya
Her body tight she looking hot up like a
Got me eager

She smell like Yves Saint
My garms were from Italy, I like the don
Paris Fashion Week I'm watching Vuitton
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she my song
Everything she do is for the
I might duck your food and bredrin I need ya
Her exes always tryna follow I'mma ya
Her body tight she looking hot up a fever
Got me looking

Banglez
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