YSL Patch lyrics

[Intro]
Ay yo [?] wood rolls the gas, though
You tripping

[Chorus]
I'm married to money, that's facts
All these n*ggas got cap in they rap
Put the bag on your head, that's a Rap Snack
I get the cheese, that's a rat snack
Baby hit me with the clapback
n*gga clap at me, I clap-clap
Sauce hit me with that good batch
Saint Laurent motorcycle patch

[Verse 1]
Might take a trip out to Dallas
I heard I got very good status
All of my diamonds are biting
I heard that your diamonds are plastic
I'm slimin' that n*gga, need napkins
So fresh, I came with a casket
Go in her mouth just like candy
I'ma reap it like Billy and Mandy
Mamacita, do you speak American?
I told you, "I wanna be rich"
I told you, "I'm gonna be rich"
I told you lil' n*ggas, "I'm rich"
I hit that lil'- Ooh
I hit that lil' boy with the stick
My diamonds, they bitin' like b*tches
I said, I was raised in the kitchen
I think I- Ooh
I think I just brokе my wrist
Maybe I fractured my wrist
Manicure right on your b*tch
I managеd to manage your b*tch
I managed to take all your bricks
I think you not-
I think you not built for this sh*t
[Chorus]
I'm married to money, that's facts
All these n*ggas got cap in they rap
Put the bag on your head, that's a Rap Snack
I get the cheese, that's a rat snack
Baby hit me with the clapback
n*gga clap at me, I clap-clap
Sauce hit me with that good batch
Saint Laurent motorcycle patch
I'm married to money, that's facts
All these n*ggas got cap in they rap
Put the bag on your head, that's a Rap Snack
I get the cheese, that's a rat snack
Baby hit me with the clapback
n*gga clap at me, I clap-clap
Sauce hit me with that good batch
Saint Laurent motorcycle patch

[Verse 2]
Twenty-five hundred on Louis
Got the sauce, might hit 'em with the ooh-wee
Chopper hit him, he might end up oozing
All that oozing came out from an Uzi
Is it really me or is she choosy?
f*cked that b*tch and she bad and she bougie
She a bit' that gon' brag on her booty
In the back of my 'Bach with some blue cheese
I might send in your ho like lil' Lucci
Everything I do is a movie
Everything I do, they watching
Everything I do, they watch and then copy
Two-sided n*gga, call him Hannah Montana
And I'm at a n*gga head like a f*cking bandana
Took a n*gga main ho onto a trip to Havana
Told 'em that I only want green like Lantern
[Chorus]
I'm married the money, that's facts
All these n*ggas got cap in they rap
Put the bag on your head, that's a Rap Snack
I get the cheese, that's a rat snack
Baby hit me with the clapback
n*gga clap at me, I clap-clap
Sauce hit me with that good batch
Saint Laurent motorcycle patch