L'Sonne - Stylish! (feat. Skate Yon) Lyrics

Aye yo Wade
You did dat

Filled up the tank we need extra mileage
To get where we're headed we'll need a pilot
Put on my cons my Chuck Taylor's
Pair of the Verse and I'm extra stylish
ALL STAR's on my feet yo
I'll kick it witcha at the finish line
Said if I come late then nevermind
But zero to fifty-nine right on time
It won't matter if I'm first or last
Every time I hear the word I spazz
Baby thicker than a burkin bag
Every time I see her smirk I smash
Really wasn't even pose to get her
Really wasn't even pose to happen
Really wasn't een pose to hit er
Since then I'm a different nigga
A lot of topics gottem sayin "My bad"
Marry Poppins when I dig in my bag
New coupe but I don't need a Jag
Mustang but it need a new tag
Quick turn seen the cop on my ass
QuikTrip we ain't stoppin for gas
Windows tinted darker than what is legal
I don't need'm seeing me and my people
Know she really wanted more than a date
I don't really want to put on a cape
I'm retired no more vigilante
But these powers still come in handy
I'm becoming everything I can be
I'm becoming everything I said I would when I was still rockin sand tees
That's when niggas couldn't stand me
I bring chairs for the family
Have a seat pop a pill
I'm type to get it popping no deal
Promise I'ma get it jumping I will
Got my brothers in this automobile
Shit been gettin hot and I don't wan' chill
Every single time I drop I'ma kill
Lotta niggas never know how that feel
Put this one right here together with Skate
My nigga up when they sleep he awake
We in the season where legends are born
They're in the season to patiently wait
Thats a new reason for'm to escape
That's a new reason for'm to improve
-'Sonne coming through make room
Newest leader of the New School

Yeah uhh okay
Rockstar shit you know I'm back in this bitch these niggas be playing im really having this shit nigga a whole lotta this shit nigga
Yeah look this Yonny stop playing

Stuff a backwood with some pressure
I'm flyest why you ain't tell em?
Christian Diors cost a rack if you a steppa
She sucking dick I'm the Nutty Professor
Got half of ten and it's stuffed in my dresser
You hating when a nigga perform you a heckler
I ain't got time to brain storm let the rain go
She f*ck me when I had on the same clothes
I been doing this shit since a tadpole
I gave you niggas bitches when you ain't have hoes
How dem niggas extort out yo wardrobe
And let them break you out yo Morse Codes
I got 50 if you think I ain't got no cents
You only having cause you niggas ain't got no rent
I'm in a bat with L'Sonne and the windows tent
We probably smoking on a bong finna Robin event
My opps impress when they see me like I don't exist
I hope you got a check for me when you see me bitch
I be up there
Smiling like a giraffe
Bitch I'm in my bag yeah
I need another book shelf
I remember ain't have cash to pay the tab at the book fair
Now my pants sag these ain't books if you look careful
They thought it was over
But I came in this bitch heating up like a nigga had Ebola
The switch on my glock got my folding up shit like a scroller
I'm popping lil bitch oh you notice
We eating lambs chop but she say I be goating
You run in my path kill yo ass like rodent
Even with these tight ends I can still get in motion
Black ass nigga in all white I'm the token (aye)
Im the one who influence
I don't mean to brag let me toot my own horn
Ain't bout where you been it's about where you going
And the shit that y'all did a nigga been doing
I don't dress to impress but I dress to accord
I think I'm the best rapper to ever record
Cut niggas off like an umbilical cord
This glock is extended shout out to the Lord
I hope I don't live and I die by this sword
But if I do I hope I don't end up like Ricky
Shot in the back cause I trusted some nigga with my image
I gotta take one off with me
My lifestyle exotic I need to go see what joe want for a pegion
Bitch I be styling bitch you can check out my fabric lil nigga go check out the linen facts
Nigga hellutalmbout