Yung Bans – Dresser lyrics

Yah, Bans
Ay, money so long, money so long (yah)
Mr. Milan exclusive (beat beat beat beat)
Irrelevant
Man, these niggas so irrelevant

Yah, these bitches flexing, and I heard these niggas flexing
I keep a weapon, dirty pistol on my dresser
Boy, I can dress you, body bag on a stretcher
This shit get hectic, hand that pussy nigga's blessing
These bitches flexing, and I heard these niggas flexing
I keep a weapon, dirty pistol on my dresser
Boy, I can dress you, body bag on a stretcher
This shit get hectic, hand that pussy nigga's blessing

This shit get hectic, hand that pussy nigga's blessing
Boy, I could stretch you, body bag on a stretcher
You can get wet up, one car, no car collective
I be collecting, all my paper every second

Young nigga getting it, young nigga 'bout to spend it
I'm in your city, hundred bitches on my hit list
These niggas mad at me, these niggas going out sad
And a nigga better know, I ain't going out bad
Young nigga count the cash, young nigga count these racks
I might push up in that 'Rari and it's going very fast
Young nigga on the brakes, young nigga hit the gas
Yah, I told your bitch to hit the gas

These bitches flexing, and I heard these niggas flexing
I keep a weapon, dirty pistol on my dresser
Boy, I could dress you, body bag on a stretcher
This shit get hectic, hand that pussy nigga's blessing
These bitches flexing, and I heard these niggas flexing
I keep a weapon, dirty pistol on my dresser
Boy, I can dress you, body bag on a stretcher
This shit get hectic, and that pussy nigga's blessing

Yah, hand that pussy nigga's blessing
Yah, boy, blessing, on a stretcher
You get wet up
Yeah, I just wanna know like, man
All these niggas flexing, all these bitches flexing, mane
That's all a nigga came for, since day one
Listen, I ain't do nothing but keep it real with these fucks, man
These bitches out here flexing, my nigga, these niggas out here flexing
Hoe ass nigga
And I heard you flexing, ay
Word around town your pussy ass flexing
Yah, Bans