Bleach

YSL got it for cheap
 Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach
 7 AM on the beach
 Studying flows, the ocean got hella to teach
 I put a 6 on my beak
 Old lady fingers get numb from pinching my cheeks
 I haven't slept in a week
 I just been covered in blues, I feel like Mystique
 I gave my jeweler Margiela, he gave me a skeleton
 I had to bust down the bones
 Got dirty looks at the movies, the money was calling
 I forgot to silence my phone
 Got an invite to a show out in Paris
 A nigga just downloaded Rosetta Stone
 All I wrote down on my rider croissants
 If they can't provide em I'll leave it alone
 Meeting with Sony, I post on the 'Gram
 And now whole lotta rappers are digging my grammar
 Charging em $200 a stanza
 They pay out of pocket like Vick in Atlanta
 Money been jumping it's too much to handle
 I call my accountant we working in tandem
 Used to get Metcalf for summer
 Last week I made double that, school cannot hold a candle
 I'm up in Momotaro with lil shorty
 I keep the Virgil on me like a 40
 Couple of Cubans on me, they imported
 They got my neck froze, rigor mortis
 I hit the breaststroke in the Benz
 Swimming through South Beach with the fins
 I just been going crazy with the pen
 Cuz I don't get shit off of spins
 YSL got it for cheap
 Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach
 7 AM on the beach
 Studying flows, the ocean got hella to teach
 I put a 6 on my beak
 Old lady fingers get numb from pinching my cheeks
 I haven't slept in a week
 I just been covered in blues, I feel like Mystique
 Shorty she down for whatever
 I keep my flow under the weather
 I'm coal when they come with the pressure
 Put diamonds all over the bezel
 I can't even count em, too many to measure
 Steering wheel light as a feather
 It's matching the shade of interior leather
 Feeling more patient than ever, taking my time
 Enjoying the ride, I'll get there whenever
 I'm in the booth when niggas are sleeping
 Nike Tech hoodie I'm reaping
 Hellcat usually sound like a demon
 Gave it the Forgis, now that bih creeping
 I got 10 toes on the cement
 I got 10 fingers on throat, the game in a choke
 They hotbox the lab, they burning an oak
 They took me to space, I don't even smoke
 I hop in the Uber, I smell like a roach
 Praying this shit will come out of my clothes
 Normally I wouldn't really be tweaking
 But I spent a rack and a half on the coat
 The berry is bur, I rarely defer
 Call Harry for fur, no pun intended
 I pick up a pendant, the VVs are looking like ice in a blender
 The quality splendid
 YSL got it for cheap
 Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach
 7 AM on the beach
 Studying flows, the ocean got hella to teach
 I put a 6 on my beak
 Old lady fingers get numb from pinching my cheeks
 I haven't slept in a week
 I just been covered in blues, I feel like Mystique