Syno, Young Jersey - Saint Laurent Lyrics

Fuck it I go off
Drippin' head to toe
Keep it Saint Laurent, baby you know what I'm on
I just like to flex, you know where I go
You know where I go baby you know where I go, fuck it I go
Off, she takin' off her top, she turned at Mardi Gras
Screaming oh my god, she got the whole block hot, oh
Pullin' right up to the spot, oh
Makin' the whole block drop and roll
Fallin' down like dominoes, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, I be in my zone, hit it then I go
Keep it twenty-one, fuck it twenty-two
I be in my zone, I be in my zone, baby keep it low, low, low, low, low
Tell my twin we on go, go, go, go, go
Tell my bro we gone blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
Tell my shawty she a hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, (sound like Santa)
Oh, oh, I go in baby tell me what your name is
We can take you shopping to the mall and get you painted
You know how I pull up in a lemon limousine
Keep the windows tinted you know how I make it rain
I say tell 'em say no more, run it that's my G-code
Overdose the doja, think my mind is going broken
I'll bust a bitch, wide open
Take a step to making my moment, take a sip and then I feel golden
Counting Benjamin's we been ballin'
Keep it Saint Laurent, hit it then I run
Keep it on the low baby you know how I roll
We don't got no time to play, we gone play it safe yeah
Got no time to waste
I'm a king where I'm from, tell me what you want
Bitch we going dumb tell me where the fuck you from
Yeah, we on the mode and you can't tell us none
We be going off, and bitch want to get on, so we just tell 'em no

Fuck it I go off
Drippin' head to toe
Keep it Saint Laurent, baby you know what I'm on
I just like to flex, you know where I go
You know where I go baby you know where I go, fuck it I go
Off, she takin' off her top, she turned at Mardi Gras
Screaming oh my god, she got the whole block hot, oh
Pullin' right up to the spot, oh
Makin' the whole block drop and roll
Fallin' down like dominoes, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, I be in my zone, hit it then I go
Keep it twenty-one, fuck it twenty-two
I be in my zone, I be in my zone, baby keep it low, low, low, low, low
Tell my twin we on go, go, go, go, go
Tell my bro we gone blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
Tell my shawty she a hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, (sound like Santa)
Oh, oh, I go in baby tell me what your name is
We can take you shopping to the mall and get you painted
You know how I pull up in a lemon limousine
Keep the windows tinted you know how I make it rain
I say tell 'em say no more, run it that's my G-code
Overdose the doja, think my mind is going broken
I'll bust a bitch, wide open
Take a step to making my moment, take a sip and then I feel golden
Counting Benjamin's we been ballin'
Keep it Saint Laurent, hit it then I run
Keep it on the low baby you know how I roll
We don't got no time to play, we gone play it safe yeah
Got no time to waste
I'm a king where I'm from, tell me what you want
Bitch we going dumb tell me where the fuck you from
Yeah, we on the mode and you can't tell us none
We be going off, and bitch want to get on, so we just tell 'em no