"Saint Laurent!" lyrics

"Saint Laurent!"

It's me (I'm with Dustin)
Mathias (Wow)

I'm in Saint Laurent, ayy
I just want the neck, no Netflix, baby, get it on, ayy
Can we hit it at your crib and then we hit the club? Ayy
Maybe buy a little bra for you at the mall, ayy
That's the shit I want, ayy
I'm in Saint Laurent, ayy
I just want the neck, no Netflix, baby, get it on, ayy
Can we hit it at your crib and then we hit the club? Ayy
Maybe buy a little bra for you at the mall, ayy
That's the shit I want, ayy

In this Saint Laurent sweater, enjoying Hollywood weather (Waoh)
Fuckin' on a famous bitch (Yeah), she DM me on Finsta (Yeah, yeah, guess who?)
So much white bitches, it's snowflakes 'round me like Winter (Woah, cold)
Valet parked my car in the North 'cause it's a Fisker
If you got problem, call up Brett, that's my lawyer
We're not even in the same tax bracket, you is bogus
Me and my friend shop at fashion stores when we're bored, yes (Let's go)
Your friends pockets thirsty, why we fuck on their whores, yes
That's what I mean
Don't bring your bitch 'round us because she fucked all the team (Yeah)
It's quite easy, she saw Dior on my feet, now she is tryna slurp me
In school I got B's, then I dropped out and got every single one of my bitches on fleek (Skrrt)
One more bean, then I'll feel the peak of the drugs, same time that I clap her cheeks
Bitch (Yeah), let's get it on (Let's get it on)
All my fans say "Hey" (Hi), when I'm at the mall (Woah)
I walk in Balmain, dancin' at the ball (Dance-dance, dance-dance)
She wanna fuck me, I'm like, "What's up?" (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Five rubber bands, I'm off a Xan
She gon' do her dance, throw it back, okay (Yeah, yeah)
I don't give a damn, know the neighbors mad (Ooh, ooh)
Bought some Ambien, play the music loud
Roll some weed again, fuck your bitch again
This just my daily life (Woah)
Sorry bro, she's not a wife (Yeah)
She suck my dick then kiss you night
He's wondering how EGO got his bitch WiFi password
He's a pussy master, goddamn he is a bastard
I'm in Margiela (Uh-huh, woo, woo, woo, woo)
Spend 2K on the Louis sweater (2K, 2K, 2K, 2K)
Frequent shoppin', I'm a big spender (Cash, cash, cash, cash)
You can't drain my energy, you hater (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yes, yes, yes, yes)

I'm in Saint Laurent, ayy
I just want the neck, no Netflix, baby, get it on, ayy
Can we hit it at your crib and then we hit the club? Ayy
Maybe buy a little bra for you at the mall, ayy
That's the shit I want, ayy
I'm in Saint Laurent, ayy
I just want the neck, no Netflix, baby, get it on, ayy
Can we hit it at your crib and then we hit the club? Ayy
Maybe buy a little bra for you at the mall, ayy
That's the shit I want, ayy


Writer(s): Dustin Cavazos, Mathias Tyner, Sidharth Gopakumar
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