Crash Rarri - Saint Laurent

It's raw when you need cash only
Okay
Is he okay?
Okay
Can I get a test drive
I'm the south side's saint laurent, she said I'm too nonchalant
Pounds, from out of town done got her loaded now she gettin drunk
I'm coppin' pieces, swipin' dirty visas tell me what you want
Extra garlic butter when you cook up my filet mignon
Mercedes Benz, pile up with your friends, place them in the front
Liquor to her crew, to lesbians, I call that two for one
Baddies shakin' asses, tappin' glasses like we shootin' sum
My life is a movie, baby, come and get your close up
Lights and action, camera get to flashin' when we pullin' up
A couple passes only for them bitches that got two for one
She natural, her friend a BBL, but fuck it, y'all can come
I'm droppin' hits, lil' baby droppin' hints, she wanna give me some
I got my strap, I'm shootin' bacc, this ain't no run and gun
That pussy cracc, I might relapse, I'm out here spendin' mun
I'm in here loafin' with this bread these niggas throwin' crumbs
She put a secret in my lap, she in here speakin' tongues
I'm the south side's saint laurent, she said I'm too nonchalant
Pounds, from out of town done got her loaded now she gettin drunk
I'm coppin' pieces, swipin' dirty visas tell me what you want
Extra garlic butter when you cook up my filet mignon
Mercedes Benz, pile up with your friends, place them in the front
Liquor to her crew, to lesbians, I call that two for one
Baddies shakin' asses, tappin' glasses like we shootin' sum
My life is a movie, baby, come and get your close up
Let's start the day off with a toast, let's say what we want the most
Bellinis and bikinis, turn Atlanta into Mexico
Brooklyn out to Sherman Oaks, got bitches in from every coast
Put you on my finsta just in case they screen record the post
She roccin' skims, but she don't wanna swim, she tryna ride the boat
She thicc and slim, she know I'm really him, I wanna fill her throat
It's DND whenever you with me, so tell that nigga no
I'm not tryna control you, but I can have you somewhere remote
I'm the south side's saint laurent, she said I'm too nonchalant
Pounds, from out of town done got her loaded now she gettin drunk
I'm coppin' pieces, swipin' dirty visas tell me what you want
Extra garlic butter when you cook up my filet mignon
Mercedes Benz, pile up with your friends, place them in the front
Liquor to her crew, to lesbians, I call that two for one
Baddies shakin' asses, tappin' glasses like we shootin' sum
My life is a movie, baby, come and get your close up
Can I get a test drive?

Written by:
Derick McCallum

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