Baby roll that dope up
Don't you see me driving
No I Can't be out here swerving
Got no time for sirens
Put the blunt up to my mouth
And I need you to lite it
Don't drop no ashes on my clothes
Balenci on my body
Hot box in a whip wit a bitch
This pack hella gassy
Don't try and match it if
You On them seeds and them sticks
We came along way
Used to roll up that piff
Now my niggas is all
In the mix
With the rapping and fashion
I dropped 15 on a jacket
Another 3 bands on
The rest of my fit
You ain't telling me shit
Ya bitch on my dick
When I'm steppin out
He was tough until
I pulled my weapon out
Made the butt of the gun
Spin his head around
I be wildin
I'm tryna do better now
I done climbed all way up
The escada
They be on me
Cause I'm a don dada
She done left her lipstick
On my collar
F*cking up my new balenciaga
Ok Hold up baby
Let me hit the store
Since you ruined this one
Gotta get some more
I know you ain't used to
That talk cause ya Nigga broke
That nigga goofy
And he dress like it's 2004
You know I got the juice
Tropicana
This red bandanna
Ain't for cameras
Im a f*cking bandit
Know all my real rights
Understand it
I'm the f*cking flyest
These other Niggas
Just be rhyming
This new pack is fire
Aye bae
There go the wraps and lighters
Baby roll that dope up
Don't you see me driving
No I Can't be out here swerving
Got no time for sirens
Put the blunt up to my mouth
And I need you to lite it
Don't drop no ashes on my clothes
Balenci on my body
LeezySince96 - Balenci on My Body Lyrics
LeezySince96 - Balenci on My Body Lyrics
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English
Baby roll that dope up
Don't you see me driving
No I Can't be out here swerving
Got no time for sirens
Put the blunt up to my mouth
And I need you to lite it
Don't drop no ashes on my clothes
Balenci on my body
Hot box in a whip wit a bitch
This pack hella gassy
Don't try and match it if
You On them seeds and them sticks
We came along way
Used to roll up that piff
Now my niggas is all
In the mix
With the rapping and fashion
I dropped 15 on a jacket
Another 3 bands on
The rest of my fit
You ain't telling me shit
Ya bitch on my dick
When I'm steppin out
He was tough until
I pulled my weapon out
Made the butt of the gun
Spin his head around
I be wildin
I'm tryna do better now
I done climbed all way up
The escada
They be on me
Cause I'm a don dada
She done left her lipstick
On my collar
F*cking up my new balenciaga
Ok Hold up baby
Let me hit the store
Since you ruined this one
Gotta get some more
I know you ain't used to
That talk cause ya Nigga broke
That nigga goofy
And he dress like it's 2004
You know I got the juice
Tropicana
This red bandanna
Ain't for cameras
Im a f*cking bandit
Know all my real rights
Understand it
I'm the f*cking flyest
These other Niggas
Just be rhyming
This new pack is fire
Aye bae
There go the wraps and lighters
Baby roll that dope up
Don't you see me driving
No I Can't be out here swerving
Got no time for sirens
Put the blunt up to my mouth
And I need you to lite it
Don't drop no ashes on my clothes
Balenci on my body
Don't you see me driving
No I Can't be out here swerving
Got no time for sirens
Put the blunt up to my mouth
And I need you to lite it
Don't drop no ashes on my clothes
Balenci on my body
Hot box in a whip wit a bitch
This pack hella gassy
Don't try and match it if
You On them seeds and them sticks
We came along way
Used to roll up that piff
Now my niggas is all
In the mix
With the rapping and fashion
I dropped 15 on a jacket
Another 3 bands on
The rest of my fit
You ain't telling me shit
Ya bitch on my dick
When I'm steppin out
He was tough until
I pulled my weapon out
Made the butt of the gun
Spin his head around
I be wildin
I'm tryna do better now
I done climbed all way up
The escada
They be on me
Cause I'm a don dada
She done left her lipstick
On my collar
F*cking up my new balenciaga
Ok Hold up baby
Let me hit the store
Since you ruined this one
Gotta get some more
I know you ain't used to
That talk cause ya Nigga broke
That nigga goofy
And he dress like it's 2004
You know I got the juice
Tropicana
This red bandanna
Ain't for cameras
Im a f*cking bandit
Know all my real rights
Understand it
I'm the f*cking flyest
These other Niggas
Just be rhyming
This new pack is fire
Aye bae
There go the wraps and lighters
Baby roll that dope up
Don't you see me driving
No I Can't be out here swerving
Got no time for sirens
Put the blunt up to my mouth
And I need you to lite it
Don't drop no ashes on my clothes
Balenci on my body