stylist - yb wale & fblmanny lyrics
[intro: yb wale & fblmanny]
just for that, i’m finna take this fit off, put on a new fit
yeah, h*ll yeah, gang, we can have a drip war
like, what you wanna do?
y’all n*gga ass stop playin’ with me gang (abstract)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[hook: fblmanny]
wake up, put it on, n*ggas gon’ copy
i’ma call yb, that n*gga my stylist
go and make it rain, n*gga changin’ the climate
i go up and aim, n*gga, show ’em you got it
i’m rockin’ abstract, abstract, meet me at the airport ’cause a n*gga know i’m the flyest
got fine sh*t in the spot cookin’ like kya
just come and get the package, don’t ask ’bout the prices
i got a country boy, he tryna buy the whole capsule
n*gga, abstract, diamonds hittin’ hard like a statue
i’m tryna ball, no cancer, i’m thankful for god, no pastor
i’m havin’ something to prove ’cause this sh*t was hard, i swеar that you wouldn’t understand it
rollin’ the dice, you know i’m not playin’ my cards ‘causе i’m tryna win automatic (yeah)
[verse: fblmanny]
we did this sh*t independent, rip nip, bankroll blue benji’s
don’t mix the money with feelings and don’t leave these b*tches with children
i left the jeweler a ticket, sh*t, i need a cuban and pendant, sh*t
i’m finna call yb for my drip, i swear it ain’t sh*t in lennox
i swear this sh*t a passion, come out the hat with the rat like magic
wait ’til you hop out, use my tag, i can tell by the feel that your booty is plastic
most n*ggas fake, that’s a bad ass ratio, ma dukes called, say she hear me on the radio
yeah, cool j, put on the kango, yeah, h*ll yeah, h*ll yeah, bite my lingo
[hook: fblmanny]
wake up, put it on, n*ggas gon’ copy
i’ma call yb, that n*gga my stylist (join the club)
go and make it rain, n*gga changin’ the climate
i go up and aim, n*gga, show ’em you got it
i’m rockin’ abstract, abstract, meet me at the airport ’cause a n*gga know i’m the flyest
got fine sh*t in the spot cookin’ like kya
just come and get the package, don’t ask ’bout the prices
i got a country boy, he tryna buy the whole capsule
n*gga, abstract, diamonds hittin’ hard like a statue
i’m tryna ball, no cancer, i’m thankful for god, no pastor
i’m havin’ something to prove ’cause this sh*t was hard, i swear that you wouldn’t understand it
rollin’ the dice, you know i’m not playin’ my cards ’cause i’m tryna win automatic (yeah)
[outro]
(the members!)
(i want a member)
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