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Steel
(shit)

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

I only trust on days that don't end with a Y
Don't ask why you can't see trust
up, you could never keep up
Wrist froze if I freeze up
You no say we flex and cheques so we
You know she moneyman she blind eye
Oooo five bags a bad night
Oooo we money now she like, like
Fucked her with the blindfold she like me
She no say nothin' she just I was a freak
You can get all cocky when I see you on the
Not a nigga you don't want beef
You know that 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 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 don't ya
Her exes always tryna follow I'mma ya
Her body tight she hot up like a fever
Got me eager

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

She like Yves Saint Laurent
My were from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion I'm watching Louis Vuitton
Saw her rapper listen now she feeling my song
she do is for the media
I duck your food and bredrin I don't need ya
Her exes tryna follow I'mma lead ya
Her tight she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking

She smell like Yves Saint
My garms were from Italy, I feel 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 food and I don't need ya
Her exes always tryna I'mma lead ya
Her body tight she hot up like a fever
Got me looking

Steel
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