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YSL Video (MV)




Performed By: ProteJay
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: Jasun Wardlaw




ProteJay - YSL Lyrics
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Follow along follow my lead
Shit I kicked in the door
Game on its knees
Tried to tell em I'm a No Limit Soldier
Im wearing fatigue
Yves Saint Laurent for the cologne
Smell it on me
A pussy nigga better know that its on me
YSL I need enough for my homies
Buy a bale and make it move like Kenobi
Fly as hell and plus my beat came from Cody
You know what the f*ck popping
YSL smell pack in the mail
Little nigga tryna to get packs and hell failed
No fly zone no pass in the field
YSL fragrance bitch I act like I smell
Ya the first verse is a go
This the last year you get a verse for the low
You can last here with some words and flow
Got the urge to explode put the erb in a bow
You ain't smoking
Niggas wanna talk that cash shit
Run to the door put one up in ya bro
Im a tell you something you should know
Im the mother-f*cking goat twenty two years
Getting throat in a ghost
Lets get it little nigga
I set goals then hit little nigga
Check the whole game like the hit stick nigga
Whole damn life been a misfit nigga
Two years I was broke DAMN
Twenty Twenty Tesla look ma no hands
Offer her the cap like she not no fan
Nigga wanna beef but he got no fans
Rap game crazy cause a nigga see you shinning
Then he wanna ride ya wave but
He not no friend
I got superstar dick
Twenty Twenty moving different
I can't even get into it if she not no ten
I was meant to die rich
Nigga I was born broke
All bets on me
Thats assuming I win
Like Allen got the answer
Summer baby I'm a Cancer
But it's crazy cause I'm f*cking on Gemini twins
Follow along follow my lead
Shit I kicked in the door
Game on its knees
Tried to tell em I'm a No Limit Soldier
Im wearing fatigue
Yves Saint Laurent for the cologne
Smell it on me
A pussy nigga better know that its on me
YSL I need enough for my homies
Buy a bale and make it move like Kenobi
Fly as hell and plus my beat came from Cody
You know what the f*ck popping
YSL smell pack in the mail
Little nigga tryna to get packs and hell failed
No fly zone no pass in the field
YSL fragrance bitch I act like I smell
I'm a walking talking check
Made it off finesse
Hated ain't cost me less
Hating can't cause me no stress
If I got it I'ma spend it
I don't feel bad
You was bad in high school
How you still bad
We got the same twenty four
How you still mad
Shit sound like I'm recording when it's still bad
Knock it out the frame
Peanut butter chain
And it's too thick
Different color rings
I'm in Ruth's Chris
This ain't PF Changs
I get roofless, crazy and deranged
Came up in a city where niggas die for what they bang
The chosen one coming that's what the prophecy was saying
Niggas get salty, we gotta drop them in the sand
Starring down the heat, f*ck around and get a tan, (Goddamn)
Rap game crazy cause a nigga see you shinning
Then he wanna ride ya wave but
He not no friend
I got superstar dick
Twenty Twenty moving different
I can't even get into it if she not no ten
I was meant to die rich
Nigga I was born broke
All bets on me
Thats assuming I win
Like Allen got the answer
Summer baby I'm a Cancer
But it's crazy cause I'm f*cking on Gemini twins
Follow along follow my lead
Shit I kicked in the door
Game on its knees
Tried to tell em I'm a No Limit Soldier
I'm wearing fatigue
Yves Saint Laurent for the cologne
Smell it on me
A pussy nigga better know that it's on me
YSL I need enough for my homies
Buy a bale and make it move like Kenobi
Fly as hell and plus my beat came from Cody
You know what the f*ck popping
YSL smell pack in the mail
Little nigga tryna to get packs and hell failed
No fly zone no pass in the field
YSL fragrance bitch I act like I smell
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Follow along follow my lead
Shit I kicked in the door
Game on its knees
Tried to tell em I'm a No Limit Soldier
Im wearing fatigue
Yves Saint Laurent for the cologne
Smell it on me
A pussy nigga better know that its on me
YSL I need enough for my homies
Buy a bale and make it move like Kenobi
Fly as hell and plus my beat came from Cody
You know what the f*ck popping
YSL smell pack in the mail
Little nigga tryna to get packs and hell failed
No fly zone no pass in the field
YSL fragrance bitch I act like I smell
Ya the first verse is a go
This the last year you get a verse for the low
You can last here with some words and flow
Got the urge to explode put the erb in a bow
You ain't smoking
Niggas wanna talk that cash shit
Run to the door put one up in ya bro
Im a tell you something you should know
Im the mother-f*cking goat twenty two years
Getting throat in a ghost
Lets get it little nigga
I set goals then hit little nigga
Check the whole game like the hit stick nigga
Whole damn life been a misfit nigga
Two years I was broke DAMN
Twenty Twenty Tesla look ma no hands
Offer her the cap like she not no fan
Nigga wanna beef but he got no fans
Rap game crazy cause a nigga see you shinning
Then he wanna ride ya wave but
He not no friend
I got superstar dick
Twenty Twenty moving different
I can't even get into it if she not no ten
I was meant to die rich
Nigga I was born broke
All bets on me
Thats assuming I win
Like Allen got the answer
Summer baby I'm a Cancer
But it's crazy cause I'm f*cking on Gemini twins
Follow along follow my lead
Shit I kicked in the door
Game on its knees
Tried to tell em I'm a No Limit Soldier
Im wearing fatigue
Yves Saint Laurent for the cologne
Smell it on me
A pussy nigga better know that its on me
YSL I need enough for my homies
Buy a bale and make it move like Kenobi
Fly as hell and plus my beat came from Cody
You know what the f*ck popping
YSL smell pack in the mail
Little nigga tryna to get packs and hell failed
No fly zone no pass in the field
YSL fragrance bitch I act like I smell
I'm a walking talking check
Made it off finesse
Hated ain't cost me less
Hating can't cause me no stress
If I got it I'ma spend it
I don't feel bad
You was bad in high school
How you still bad
We got the same twenty four
How you still mad
Shit sound like I'm recording when it's still bad
Knock it out the frame
Peanut butter chain
And it's too thick
Different color rings
I'm in Ruth's Chris
This ain't PF Changs
I get roofless, crazy and deranged
Came up in a city where niggas die for what they bang
The chosen one coming that's what the prophecy was saying
Niggas get salty, we gotta drop them in the sand
Starring down the heat, f*ck around and get a tan, (Goddamn)
Rap game crazy cause a nigga see you shinning
Then he wanna ride ya wave but
He not no friend
I got superstar dick
Twenty Twenty moving different
I can't even get into it if she not no ten
I was meant to die rich
Nigga I was born broke
All bets on me
Thats assuming I win
Like Allen got the answer
Summer baby I'm a Cancer
But it's crazy cause I'm f*cking on Gemini twins
Follow along follow my lead
Shit I kicked in the door
Game on its knees
Tried to tell em I'm a No Limit Soldier
I'm wearing fatigue
Yves Saint Laurent for the cologne
Smell it on me
A pussy nigga better know that it's on me
YSL I need enough for my homies
Buy a bale and make it move like Kenobi
Fly as hell and plus my beat came from Cody
You know what the f*ck popping
YSL smell pack in the mail
Little nigga tryna to get packs and hell failed
No fly zone no pass in the field
YSL fragrance bitch I act like I smell
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Writer: Jasun Wardlaw
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