Gotta ball I working live my best life
Shit is hard I be stopping like a red light
I can't even imma kill it till I'm up high
Sorry bitch i gotta keep you on standby
Mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Yeah nigga stop capping you ain't got no flow wit it
Yo bitch on my dick she like a pro wit it
Oh wait this rapping shit
I'm ten toes down wit
Like come on baby girl like is you down wit it
Why the f*ck that nigga capping he a clown wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Uh pull up in a phantom
Yo bitch in Atlanta, Uh
She hopped in a Rari, Uh
Like nigga you sorry, Uh
This a new Patek, Uh
This is how i flex, Uh
Bitch I'm f*cking next, Uh
Ice all on my neck, Uh
If she want it she can get all day, All day
If you want it we can do it Monday, Monday
I don't need no friends cause they all fake, All fake
She gon ride like a mo f*cking, segway
Drip drip drip drip in a foreign whip, Uh ay
I'm wit two bitches in a foreign whip
Ay, beat that pussy up took her to Benihana's
Ay, now she f*cking wit me flew to the Bahamas
Na na, na, na, this the fast lane
I can't even lie she so bad, Ay
Hit it from the back now she my bae
Now she sticking wit me cause I know the way
Gotta ball I working live my best life
Shit is hard I be stopping like a red light
I can't even imma kill it till I'm up high
Sorry bitch i gotta keep you on standby
Mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Yeah nigga stop capping you ain't got no flow wit it
Yo bitch on my dick she like a pro wit it
Oh wait this rapping shit
I'm ten toes down wit
Like come on babygirl like is you down wit it
Why the f*ck that nigga capping he a clown wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes I look fly wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Yeah brand new brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Sorry bitch i gotta keep on stand by mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
JaySeaRich - Balenciagas Lyrics
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Gotta ball I working live my best life
Shit is hard I be stopping like a red light
I can't even imma kill it till I'm up high
Sorry bitch i gotta keep you on standby
Mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Yeah nigga stop capping you ain't got no flow wit it
Yo bitch on my dick she like a pro wit it
Oh wait this rapping shit
I'm ten toes down wit
Like come on baby girl like is you down wit it
Why the f*ck that nigga capping he a clown wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Uh pull up in a phantom
Yo bitch in Atlanta, Uh
She hopped in a Rari, Uh
Like nigga you sorry, Uh
This a new Patek, Uh
This is how i flex, Uh
Bitch I'm f*cking next, Uh
Ice all on my neck, Uh
If she want it she can get all day, All day
If you want it we can do it Monday, Monday
I don't need no friends cause they all fake, All fake
She gon ride like a mo f*cking, segway
Drip drip drip drip in a foreign whip, Uh ay
I'm wit two bitches in a foreign whip
Ay, beat that pussy up took her to Benihana's
Ay, now she f*cking wit me flew to the Bahamas
Na na, na, na, this the fast lane
I can't even lie she so bad, Ay
Hit it from the back now she my bae
Now she sticking wit me cause I know the way
Gotta ball I working live my best life
Shit is hard I be stopping like a red light
I can't even imma kill it till I'm up high
Sorry bitch i gotta keep you on standby
Mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Yeah nigga stop capping you ain't got no flow wit it
Yo bitch on my dick she like a pro wit it
Oh wait this rapping shit
I'm ten toes down wit
Like come on babygirl like is you down wit it
Why the f*ck that nigga capping he a clown wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes I look fly wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Yeah brand new brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Sorry bitch i gotta keep on stand by mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Shit is hard I be stopping like a red light
I can't even imma kill it till I'm up high
Sorry bitch i gotta keep you on standby
Mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Yeah nigga stop capping you ain't got no flow wit it
Yo bitch on my dick she like a pro wit it
Oh wait this rapping shit
I'm ten toes down wit
Like come on baby girl like is you down wit it
Why the f*ck that nigga capping he a clown wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Uh pull up in a phantom
Yo bitch in Atlanta, Uh
She hopped in a Rari, Uh
Like nigga you sorry, Uh
This a new Patek, Uh
This is how i flex, Uh
Bitch I'm f*cking next, Uh
Ice all on my neck, Uh
If she want it she can get all day, All day
If you want it we can do it Monday, Monday
I don't need no friends cause they all fake, All fake
She gon ride like a mo f*cking, segway
Drip drip drip drip in a foreign whip, Uh ay
I'm wit two bitches in a foreign whip
Ay, beat that pussy up took her to Benihana's
Ay, now she f*cking wit me flew to the Bahamas
Na na, na, na, this the fast lane
I can't even lie she so bad, Ay
Hit it from the back now she my bae
Now she sticking wit me cause I know the way
Gotta ball I working live my best life
Shit is hard I be stopping like a red light
I can't even imma kill it till I'm up high
Sorry bitch i gotta keep you on standby
Mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Yeah nigga stop capping you ain't got no flow wit it
Yo bitch on my dick she like a pro wit it
Oh wait this rapping shit
I'm ten toes down wit
Like come on babygirl like is you down wit it
Why the f*ck that nigga capping he a clown wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes I look fly wit it
Yeah these some brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Yeah brand new brand new shoes, I look fly wit it
Sorry bitch i gotta keep on stand by mansion in the hill wit a pool in it
Balenciagas on me and i got the hoes wit it
Writer: Giancarlo Martinez
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