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Stylist
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Stylist was released on May 23, 2025 by Cegular Records as a part of the album Born Anew
May 23, 2025
LabelCegular Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM111
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

(Roll another one, Josh)
I know you ain't fuck my brother, bitch, why you lyin'? Yeah (Yeah)
Way that a young **** put this shit on, they said I'm stylin', yeah (Yeah)
Got two different pills in the L.A. drank, I feel like I'm flyin', yeah (Yeah)
I feel like I'm flyin', yeah (Yeah), I feel like I'm dyin', yeah (Yeah)
Pour a eight of that Qua' and a four of that drop, too much drank, yeah (Yeah)
Too much drank, yeah (Yeah), fuck what they think, yeah (Yeah)
Designer clothes, my money won't fold, I'm Chief Saint, yeah, yeah
Fuck a new ho, she ask for my name, I tell the ho, "Saint", yeah, yeah
Pull up with a Drac', we gon' air that bitch out, a whole lotta bang shit, yeah
I want the GLE 600, big body, lane switch, yeah
Fuck who you came with (Yeah)
I’m like, bitch, fuck what is you sayin'
I'm poppin' my shit on the bitch, call me major
I touched a lil' bit of money, no actin' funny, I still ain't changin'
I wanna fuck on a white ho, snow bunny named Kate
These **** stealin' my cadence, these **** stealin' my swag, man
Oh she put on an act?
Cut off that bitch 'cause I already smacked that
I told her ass fat, yeah, like my racks, blunt, gas, pass that
Hi, I got your bitch in the back, I tote on a whole lot of straps
Ran up them racks so I gotta adapt
She tryna show me that pussy on Snap'
I got the shooters with me right now, **** play brazy—clap (Glrr, glrr, glrr)
High as a fuck off the drank, take a nap
I like how she watch her mouth, I—
I gotta swag spend it, I'm not worried 'bout the amount
Soon as put my dick in she like, "Ou-ou-ou-ou-ouch"
I won't fuck her bestie, I be trippin', gotta watch my mouth
I gotta watch what I say, ayy, I put a bitch in her place, ayy
And Saint Lauren, okay, ayy, Balenci' belt on my waist, ayy
Fuck it, I pour a lil' deuce, we sippin' on drank like a motherfuckin' D'Ussé
I ain't tryna go to your damn page, pull up and give me your damn face
Pop two Addys, I feel like a savage, I can't feel my fuckin' face
I know you ain't fuck my brother, bitch, why you lyin'? Yeah (Yeah)
Way that a young **** put this shit on, they said I'm stylin', yeah (Yeah)
Got two different pills in the L.A. drank, I feel like I'm flyin', yeah (Yeah)
I feel like I'm flyin', yeah (Yeah), I feel like I'm dyin', yeah (Yeah)
Pour a eight of that Qua' and a four of that drop, too much drank, yeah (Yeah)
Too much drank, yeah (Yeah), fuck what they think, yeah (Yeah)
Designer clothes, my money won't fold, I'm Chief Saint, yeah, yeah
Fuckin' a ho, she ask for me, I tell the ho, "Saint", yeah, yeah
Written by: Babystaydown
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