T Shan - St Laurent lyrics

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T Shan - St Laurent lyrics

[Hook] Made some dirty money, spent it on St Laurent Quit looking at me funny, I'm not a saint alright Dripping in the honey, got beehives on sight Flipping through the hunnids me & benjamin are tight He found electricity, he did it with a kite How high you gotta be, to get struck, by skylight? Smokin' on that cudi every day & night Shoutout to kid cudi hope he finds his light [Verse 1] You never know what someones going through its out of sight Its a whole nother story its bigger than gigabyte I'm up a couple stories and thinking about my entire life I'm hungry for the limelight I got an insatiable appetite [Bridge] Chefin' on the beat, bon apetit Watch it sizzle marinate Turn it up a notch, 3rd degree increase the fahrenheit Burning nonstop like calories, thats a fast metabolite My sword is a pencil forever swinging hard like herculi My words are a vessel no sinking, sailing far I'm air tight The wordplay intense yo its going overhead like satellite And if ya didn't know been steady rhyming each bar with the first rhyme [Verse 2] Out for blood like a shark, swimming with the great whites Aiming for the top, reaching for the great heights Aiming for the top, and she gave it last night Never going down, until my burial site But I'm here for now, from the ground I arise From the ground to the sky thats layers Weed yellow and purple like the lakers Stunting like you rich you a faker From your j**els to your shoes and your laces Never had a b**h who had to fake it I'm all about a b**h that can shake it Shake & bake, ricky bobby said it best If you ain't first then you're motherf**ing last Built to last like duralast Made for this, I'm sure of that Smokin leaf no chloroplast I'm turning up so I pour a gla** My shades on, they burberry I'm yaded, my vision blurry Mixing up my AB3's Can't count my 12C's Never drinkin hennessy Then I break the pledge the very next week Got peeled eyes for traffic cops f** a redlight I never stop Green & yellow like cornstalk Sweetest of fruits, cream of the crop [Bridge] Chefin' on the beat, bon apetit Watch it sizzle marinate Turn it up a notch, 3rd degree increase the fahrenheit Burning nonstop like calories, thats a fast metabolite My sword is a pencil forever swinging hard like herculi My words are a vessel no sinking, sailing far I'm air tight The wordplay intense yo its going overhead like satellite And I know that I'm the sh** though I got the juice straight from the grapevine [Hook] Made some dirty money, spent it on St Laurent Quit looking at me funny, I'm not a saint alright Dripping in the honey, got beehives on sight Flipping through the hunnids me & benjamin are tight He found electricity, he did it with a kite How high you gotta be, to get struck, by skylight? Smokin' on that cudi every day & night Shoutout to kid cudi hope he finds his light

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