Dasheek MF - Balenciaga Lyrics

I be on my shit
Yes a nigga be balling
Bitches on my dick i be flexing in my garments

I be on my shit
Yes a nigga be balling
Swerving in my whip catch me drift in that foreign
Moneyfresh the shit got my city right behind it
Bitches on my dick I be flexing in my garments

Balenciaga
Yea they fit me proper spent a bag on that bitch
And now Im off to Prada ... all these bands on my wrist
Its hard to see what time was, haters all on my shit
But they dont see my shottahs
We went from hondas to eating mambas to stacking commas
I pondered on new designerIm up in Robins shopping
If your bands aint up dont say you popping
Bad Bitch, Super fat shit, she from the tropics
In college... but she get that money up in Onyx
Exotic.. but I promise.. promise when she ride it
She bout it... pussy so good I had to dive in
Pussy so good I had to dive in

I be on my shit
Yes a nigga be balling... Moneyfresh
Bitches on my dick i be flexing in my garments... Zone

I be on my shit
Yes a nigga be balling
Swerving in my whip catch me drift in that foreign
Moneyfresh the shit got my city right behind it
Bitches on my dick I be flexing in my garments

Balenciaga....Balenciaga (Balencia)
Bitches on my dick cuz I be flexing in my garments

Swervin in my whip perellis smoking when I parked it
Stepped out Moneyfresh yea thats the team we do this often
Bitches hitting up my phone I cant keep up the shit exhausting
I tell them what it is they still keep coming I cant stop it
Im bossing but I'll put that pussy in the coffin
You was talkin all that shit but now you running like a faucet
All my niggas popping thats the code we got no options
All my niggas popping thats the code we got no options
Progress is on my conscious so heres the album
I just be on my fly shit i got no problems
Champ that mizzy spark it up i cant be bothered
I fathered alot of you niggas so pay some homage... honestly
Yall all are just rebounders probably I got ya bitch at benihanas
She wilding we off the sour we talked for hours
She wilding we off the sour we talked for hours
You blowing up her phone and sending text like where you at bitch
Its tragic cuz I like fat shit and she a bad bitch
Get that money and she splurge it on her fashion
Balenciaga she walked in prada... thats what I want
She dont be tripping she be off it... thats what I want
She ride it like she from the islands... thats what I want
Cuz she know a nigga poppin... thats what I want
Dont you know I do this...often
Dont you know I do this... but he aint know
Dont you know I do this often... often
Dont you know I do this... but he aint know
BALENCIAGA!!!!