Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song YSL Cologne, artist - MACKNED. Date of issue: 21.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
YSL Cologne |
| Yeah, YSL Cologne, you could say I smell like racks |
| Delete her number out ya phone, I’m just saying that bitch a nat (Nat-nat) |
| Do you love that hoe? |
| Cause' I don’t think she love you back |
| She fucked 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 fucked his dad |
| That boy went and stole my flow, then he made a million racks |
| Jump in the coupe, go that way |
| Rich lil nigga got RackAid |
| Seem like everyday payday |
| I don’t give a fuck what they say |
| They just talk like AK |
| If I have daughter, treat hr like Chief Keef do Kay Kay |
| Yeah, sippin on th 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 bitch, 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 bitches showin' boobies (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| But I don’t give no fuck about a groupie (No, no, no, no) |
| My bitch a barbie, suck me up just like a smoothie |
| I might just go get that hoe some Lousie |
| Yeah, YSL Cologne, you could say I smell like racks |
| Delete her number out ya phone, I’m just saying that bitch a nat (Nat-nat) |
| Do you love that hoe? |
| Cause' I don’t think she love you back |
| She fucked 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 fucked his dad |
| That boy went and stole my flow, then he made a million racks |
| (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 |
| Fucking this bitch 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 niggas way too trendy |
| Your girl a Ugly Betty |
| I remember counting pennies, now I can’t be seen in Penneys |
| Yeah, YSL Cologne, you could say I smell like racks |
| Delete her number out ya phone, I’m just saying that bitch a nat (Nat-nat) |
| Do you love that hoe? |
| Cause' I don’t think she love you back |
| She fucked 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 fucked his dad |
| That boy went and stole my flow, then he made a million racks |