​bleach

[Intro]
Level

[Chorus]
YSL, got it for cheap
Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach
7am on the beach
Studying flows
The ocean got hella to teach
I put a 6 on my beak
Old lady's fingers get numb
From pinching my cheeks
I haven't slept in a week
I just been covered in blues
I feel like Mystique

[Verse 1]
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
So if they can't provide 'em, I leave it alone (Uh)
Meeting with Sony, I post on the gram
And a whole lotta rappers are diggin' my grammar
Charging 'em 200 dollars 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 a 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
'Cause I don't get shit off of spins

[Chorus]
YSL, got it for cheap
Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach
7am on the beach
Studying flows
The ocean got hella to teach
I put a 6 on my beak
Old lady's fingers get numb
From pinching my cheeks
I haven't slept in a week
I just been covered in blues
I feel like Mystique

[Verse 2]
Shorty she down for whatever
I keep my flow under the weather
I'm cold 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 get there whenever
I'm in the booth when niggas are sleeping
Nike tech hoodie, I'm reapin'
Hellcat usually sound like a demon
Gave it the Forgis, now that bih creeping
I got ten toes on the cement
I got ten fingers on throat
The game in a choke
They hotbox the lab
They running an O
They took me to space
I don't even smoke
I hop in the Uber, I smell like a roach
Praying this shit'll 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

[Chorus]
YSL, got it for cheap
Now all these niggas think I hit a stain like bleach
7am on the beach
Studying flows
The ocean got hella to teach
I put a 6 on my beak
Old lady's fingers get numb
From pinching my cheeks
I haven't slept in a week
I just been covered in blues
I feel like Mystique