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Travis Scott - Yosemite lyrics

[Chorus: Gunna]

Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes

Hop off a jet, barely get rest

Cash through the month, I get a check

Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest

Chanel, her dress, clean up her mess

I eat her flesh, you know the rest

Count up a hun', cop a Rolex

Shine like the sun, you truly blessed

Two-tone Patek

In The Clearport like I Uber these jets

VVS's on me got my Gucci shirt wet

Put a M in my bag, I'ma get used to these racks

I went to school where they teach you finesse

Five hundred shells for the drip I invest

I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk

Know the coupe fast when they end with a S

[Verse: Travis Scott]

Now that I'm home, back off the road

We shut it down, say it ain't so

With checks in the streets, Jay number fours

Saint Laurent feet, put it on toes

Take it with me, double your dose

Couple of angels is watching my soul

Jet got a bed, it's bigger windows

Said I'll be there in 10, but I got there in four

[Bridge: Travis Scott]

I feel like I'm chosen, I'm covered in gold

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mm

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mm

I left her wide open, no self control

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mm

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mm

Took nothing but five minutes, she hopped in and drove

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mm

[Chorus: Gunna & Travis Scott]

Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes

Hop off a jet, barely get rest

Cash through the month, I get a check

Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest

Chanel, her dress, clean up her mess

I eat her flesh, you know the rest

Count up a hun', cop a Rolex

Shine like the sun, you truly blessed

Two-tone Pateks

In The Clearport like I Uber these jets

VVS's on me got my Louis shirt wet

It's a M in my bag and get used to these racks

I went to school where they teach you finesse

Five hundred shells for the drip I invest

I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk

Know the coupe fast when they end with a S

[Outro: NAV]

La Flame on a island, me and Cash Gunna hopped on a Learjet

Got Prada's every color and I got CC's you ain't seen yet

Said I'd kick the cup and now I'm asking where the codeine at

30 pointers and up, Eliantte drippin', my whole team wet.