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mackned - ysl cologne كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: lil tracy]
yeah, ysl cologne, you could say i smell like racks
delete her number out ya phone, i’m just saying that b_tch a nat (nat_nat)
do you love that hoe? cause’ i don’t think she love you back
she f_cked my cousin and my bro same night back to back
40 thousand for a show, used to cut the neighbours grass
i got prada on my toes and amiri on my ass
that boy a robot, he a clone, i think siri f_cked his dad
that boy went and stole my flow, then he made a million racks

[verse 1: lil tracy]
jump in the coupe, go that way
rich lil n_gga got rackaid
seem like everyday payday
i don’t give a f_ck what they say
they just talk like ak
if i have daughter, treat hеr like chief keef do kay kay
yeah, sippin on thе goose, gettin’ loose like lil boosie
yeah, i’m hot and i’m drippin’ like i jumped out a jacuzzi
okay, my wrist, and my b_tch, man i swear they both is beauties
and my boys put in work, go check the shed they got them toolies (yeah, yeah)
rockstar, got these b_tches showin’ b00bies (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
but i don’t give no f_ck about a groupie (no, no, no, no)
my b_tch a barbie, suck me up just like a smoothie
i might just go get that hoe some lousie
[chorus: lil tracy]
yeah, ysl cologne, you could say i smell like racks
delete her number out ya phone, i’m just saying that b_tch a nat (nat_nat)
do you love that hoe? cause’ i don’t think she love you back
she f_cked my cousin and my bro same night back to back
40 thousand for a show, used to cut the neighbours grass
i got prada on my toes and amiri on my ass
that boy a robot, he a clone, i think siri f_cked his dad
that boy went and stole my flow, then he made a million racks

[verse 2: mackned]
(ooh) mackned hoppin’ out the bankie
why do i miss my glock more than i miss my baby?
all this balenciaga, i’m putting it on
f_cking this b_tch like i’m trapped alone
you lookin’ broke like you need a loan
i could make a milly off a microphone
playin’ with ya wifey like a xylophone
mack gave up the percocet and styrofoam
it wasn’t helping me
big bread and cheese
she so bad, i let her stand on my favorite sheets
ain’t no playing with me, g_b_c, we playing for keeps
i got ysl cologne but i’m walkin’ round’ in fendi
i’ll jump inside ya home before my back account is empty
these n_ggas way too trendy
your girl a ugly betty
i remember counting pennies, now i can’t be seen in penneys
[chorus: lil tracy]
yeah, ysl cologne, you could say i smell like racks
delete her number out ya phone, i’m just saying that b_tch a nat (nat_nat)
do you love that hoe? cause’ i don’t think she love you back
she f_cked my cousin and my bro same night back to back
40 thousand for a show, used to cut the neighbours grass
i got prada on my toes and amiri on my ass
that boy a robot, he a clone, i think siri f_cked his dad
that boy went and stole my flow, then he made a million racks

- mackned

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