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st laurent - t shan 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 appet-te

[bridge]
chefin’ on the beat, bon apet-t
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 jewels to your shoes and your laces
never had a b-tch who had to fake it
i’m all about a b-tch that can shake it
shake & bake, ricky bobby said it best
if you ain’t first then you’re motherf-cking 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 gl-ss
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-ck a redlight i never stop
green & yellow like cornstalk
sweetest of fruits, cream of the crop

[bridge]
chefin’ on the beat, bon apet-t
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-t though i got the juice straight from the grapevine

- t shan lyrics

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