Stylist

I'm seeing the fake and the real
Most of these people be split
Swerving through traffic like Beal
Burning my tires like wicks
Dodging the fakes and the tricks
Throwing in all in my chips
Money it coming to me
Only get pussy for free
Sucking the breath out of me

I wanna see, uh
I wanna see you wilding
Blocking my sight, uh
Yeah, your beauty be blinding
Wearing all white, uh
I wanna see you styling
I wanna be, uh
I wanna be your stylist

Six in the morning no warning
She slurping my dick like a slurpy
We get in the shower for hours
She get out and put on my jersey
Puffing on durban
Pouring up bourbon
We starting it early
Closing the curtains
These hoes be a burden, they showing no mercy
I'm giving her back shots
I'm shooting the shots, and ya'll be some mascots
I'm pulling her tracks out
Running this track like I be on bath salts
Not gonna pass off
I'm feeling like Kobe when I'm on the asphalt
Not gonna let go
Climbing this mountain, got me feeling vertigo
Coming equipped, uh
People be acting real strange
Hope I don't slip, uh
We all just be looking for change
This world is deranged
I'm fearing the money and fame
My fate is arranged
I'm happy till I feel the flames
I got them bunnies
I jump to the top the tippity top
Jump to the top the tippity top I'm never gon flop
Some bros on the rocks, or locked, or outlined with some chalk
This life is a shock she holding me up till I drop

I wanna see, uh
I wanna see you smiling
Blocking my sight, uh
Yeah, your beauty be blinding
I wanna be, uh
I wanna be your stylist
Wearing all white, uh
Yuh your love is binding
I wanna see, uh
I wanna see you smiling
Blocking my sight, uh
Yeah, your beauty be blinding
I wanna be, uh
I wanna be your stylist
Wearing all white, uh
Yuh your love is binding
Your love is binding
Your love is binding



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Writer(s): Logan Shosted
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