YSL lyrics

[Intro: Warhol.ss]
Stepping up in YSL just like I'm Thugger
Let me tell my brother, ain't no, ain't no undercover
(Are you ready, kids?)
Ooh, YSL just like I'm Thugger, ooh, Thugger
If he touch my brother, if he touch my brother
Ayy, ayy, uh

[Chorus: Warhol.ss]
Steppin' up in YSL just like I'm Thugger
1400 choppers if you touch my brother
Speed up on the ho, it's rush hour just like Chris Tucker
pus*y n*gga he's too sweet we call that boy a sucker
We call that boy a sucker (pus*y)
Uh, f*ck your b*tch I take her down like Brian Pumper
Pray that n*gga bulletproof, my shawty got the pump
Ayy, that ho ain't my type, boy, I can't even f*ck her
I can't even f*ck her

[Verse: Trippie Redd]
If you up it, better bust it
I been counting guap, pus*y boy, that ain't nothing
Ayy, ayy, ooh, I swear that it ain't nothing, ayy
Yeah, it ain't nothing to be stunting, ayy, ooh
Swear these n*ggas undercover (Undercover, damn)
I just want my guap, my cheese and butter (My cheese and butter)
Screaming R.I.P. my brother
I f*cked your b*tch last night, think I love her
Yeah, and I swear these n*ggas suckers (Oh yeah)
Acting like my diamonds all in clusters
If your b*tch come through know that I bust her (Bust down)
Rolex on my wrist know that I bust it (Bust down)
And your b*tch pus*y wide open, ayy
Yeah, I caught the head, I was wide open, ayy
Hail Mary, b*tch, I'm wide open
Talk down, I bust your head, b*tch, wide open, yeah
(Are you ready, kids?)
[Chorus: Warhol.ss]
Steppin' up in YSL just like I'm Thugger
1400 choppas if you touch my brother
Speed up on the ho, it's Rush Hour just like Chris Tucker
pus*y n*gga he's too sweet we call that boy a sucker
We call that boy a sucker
Uh, f*ck your b*tch I take her down like Brian Pumper
Pray that n*gga bulletproof my shawty got the pump
That ho ain't my type, boy, I can't even f*ck her
I can't even f*ck her

[Outro: Warhol.ss]
Steppin' up in YSL just like I'm Thugger
1400 choppas if you touch my brother
Speed up on the ho, it's Rush Hour just like Chris Tucker
pus*y n*gga he's too sweet we call that boy a sucker
We call that boy a sucker
Uh, f*ck your b*tch I take her down like Brian Pumper
Pray that n*gga bulletproof my shawty got the pump
That ho ain't my type, boy, I can't even f*ck her
I can't even f*ck her