HUNCHO JACK, Travis Scott, Quavo - Saint Laurent Mask Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
It's like a whole different world
(Buddah Bless this beat)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Saint Laurent Mask, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pull up with the broom do a street sweep (sweep sweep)
Shit did it this cece (coco)
Swag on repeat (drip drip)
Day by the day (day by the day)
Counting that bag on the low (bag)
Count that bag on the floor (bag)
Stack it up 'til you get mo' (stack it up)
Stack it up 'til it get mo' (stack it up)
Stack it up 'til it get mo'
Stack it up 'til it get mo'

Ain't giving out no freebie's
Swipe with the digital cece
Come get high, my tepee
Take them bars, no 3G
Live fast, live life easy, yeah
Put a drop in my sweet tea
X-rated, no PG
Your ex-nigga on creepy

She don't wanna keep 'em
She fuck 'em then leave 'em (smash)
She hope I hit her (brr brr)
She hope I beep her (hope I beep her)
She want me to get her a bag, a house, ormaybe a Beamer (Skrr Skrr)
I might say some shit out of my mouth but still won't leave her

I might say some shit out of my mouth, call my paralegal
I did done some shit in my life right in that Regal
Go Mel Gibson, Danny Glover, that shit lethal
Can't live backwards, live life, that shit evil

Mask then grab the safe
I bet you niggas can't re-up
Bulletproof Wraith, safe
Recline, I let my seat up
Huncho Jack, we the robbers
Huncho Jack, got a chopper
You might want to keep this film rolling
Huncho Jack, won an Oscar

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Saint Laurent Mask, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pull up with the broom do a street sweep (sweep sweep)
Shit did it this cece (coco)
Swag on repeat (drip drip)
Day by the day (day by the day)
Counting that bag on the low (bag)
Count that bag on the floor (bag)
Stack it up 'til you get mo' (stack it up)
Stack it up 'til it get mo' (stack it up)
Stack it up 'til it get mo'
Stack it up 'til it get mo'

Stack it, stack it, stack it
Stack it, stack it, stack it
Wrap it up, put it in a plastic
Wrap it up wrap it up, put it in a plastic

She don't wanna keep 'em
She fuck 'em then leave 'em
She hope I hit her
She hope I beep her
She want me to get her a bag, a house, or maybe a Beamer
I might say some shit out of my mouth but still won't leave her