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balak - take one cipher (feat. b-money & sunny) lyrics

[intro: balak]
bro you hit that f-cking vape

[verse 1: balak, b-money & sunny]
she got the hills on her chest, brush my t–th with the crest
yo b-tch she up in my nest, nut is all on her chest
completed my mission oh yes, onto the next thotty quest
growing up in the central but call me mr. west
i’m f-cking your b-tch she put in the work, i do her reverse i give her the gurth
we gonna do tricks she tryna get l1cks, young g beats sicks we start watching fl1cks
different ways yeah we going, super high yeah we rolling
cooking up beats ’till the morning, yellow lambo be roaring, skrrt
doing my best, yeah i be living, i’m feeling her br–sts, i’m not a good christian
i take nothing less i always be winning, i’m k!lling this beat, you know that i’m gifted
they call me sunny, i’m shining i’m lifted, we making this money, we get all these riches
this sh-t ain’t funny, we’ll take all your b-tches

[verse 2: balak, b-money & sunny]
your b-tches be taken, you just had a break in
chefing up beats, canadian bacon
high off the reefer but i’m not jamaican
i am the best, don’t be mistaken
cooking up dollars like it’s on a stove, i know you want seconds come on get more
?, you know we spending, i got a bank roll
woah, woah, woah, woah
cop the new ‘preme you already know, sheep in the fields but where is the ?
shooting my shots, yeah that is a goal, she dancing on me like there is a pole
old sunny used to rap like this but you know
b-tch i’m reborn facing my side yeah they a th-rn life is too easy now yeah i am bored, roll up the weed, and then i go soar
f-ck her so hard, my d-ck rock her core, come on g beats just keep making more
come on g beats just keep making more

[verse 3: balak, b-money & sunny]
multiplication i’m making this cash, i’m on vacation you know this sh-t last
whipping all foreign, everything black, alcohol pouring sipping that jack
hand me the drink i’ll finish the rest, study your body anatomy test
take you to my house examine your br–sts, i’m not a rapist i thought she said yes
9 o’clock and i’m waking up, next please come take a nut
hit my phone like what is up, leave b-tch man i had enough
making money yeah rack it up, bring it back yeah we live it up
f-cking girls body count it up, sipping drinks baby down it up
looking for something to do with the crew, telling the baddie to slide and come through
making a movie you know what we do, she gonna start moaning when i give her goo
so high on mars when writing these bars, my mind always be lost in the stars
god d-mn it i’m feeling like tars, you know i got problems but i’m working hard
i don’t wanna flex but look at my cars, the sun just came up and imma go get it
just took at these shots yeah call me a medic, all these compet-tors just be pathetic

[outro: balak]
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, going, going
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, going, going
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, yeah, aye
going insane, going, going

- balak lyrics

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