bleach

[Intro] Level [Chorus] YSL, got it for cheap Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach 7am on the beach Studying flows The ocean got hella to teach I put a 6 on my beak Old lady's fingers get numb From pinching my cheeks I haven't slept in a week I just been covered in blues I feel like Mystique [Verse 1] I gave my jeweler Margiela He gave me a skeleton I had to bust down the bones Got dirty looks at the movies The money was calling I Forgot to silence my phone Got an invite to a show out in Paris A nigga just downloaded Rosetta Stone All I wrote down on my rider, croissants So if they can't provide 'em, I leave it alone (Uh) Meeting with Sony, I post on the gram And a whole lotta rappers are diggin' my grammar Charging 'em 200 dollars a stanza They pay out of pocket like Vick in Atlanta Money been jumping, it's too much to handle I call my accountant, we working in tandem Used to get Metcalf for summer Last week I made double that School cannot hold a candle I'm up in Momotaro with lil' shorty I keep the Virgil on me like a 40 Couple a Cubans on me, they imported They got my neck froze, rigor mortis I hit the breaststroke in the Benz Swimming through South Beach with the fins I just been going crazy with the pen 'Cause I don't get shit off of spins [Chorus] YSL, got it for cheap Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach 7am on the beach Studying flows The ocean got hella to teach I put a 6 on my beak Old lady's fingers get numb From pinching my cheeks I haven't slept in a week I just been covered in blues I feel like Mystique [Verse 2] Shorty she down for whatever I keep my flow under the weather I'm cold when they come with the pressure Put diamonds all over the bezel I can't even count 'em too many to measure Steering wheel light as a feather It's matching the shade of interior leather Feeling more patient than ever Taking my time Enjoying the ride I get there whenever I'm in the booth when niggas are sleeping Nike tech hoodie, I'm reapin' Hellcat usually sound like a demon Gave it the Forgis, now that bih creeping I got ten toes on the cement I got ten fingers on throat The game in a choke They hotbox the lab They running an O They took me to space I don't even smoke I hop in the Uber, I smell like a roach Praying this shit'll come out of my clothes Normally, I wouldn't really be tweaking But I spent a rack and a half on the coat The berry is bur, I rarely defer, call Harry for fur No pun intended I pick up a pendant The VVs are looking like ice in a blender The quality splendid [Chorus] YSL, got it for cheap Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach 7am on the beach Studying flows The ocean got hella to teach I put a 6 on my beak Old lady's fingers get numb From pinching my cheeks I haven't slept in a week I just been covered in blues I feel like Mystique