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brizzy wes – red balmains lyrics

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red balmains lyrics
[intro]
you could put my name down for a fade i give em out for free
put his name together with his homie and we sell the tee
i feel like melvoni cause i’m from the c
diamonds clean
i’m more like kanye cause my son cannot see ctrl (c)
he’s so worried bout’ a b+tch, he’s running low up on his green
i’m so worried bout’ my money b+tches coming up to me
can i get a louis? can i maybe get a double c
rock star baby girl
you can have just what you need

[verse 1]
(aye)
he got funny money
he got tummy hunnies
we got lots of hunnids
we control the flood yea
his b+tch my lil bunny
she hoppin’ on my johnny
she want it, i don’t mind it
so i give it to her monday, yea
golden cuban link, yo sh+t is more like an alloy
i don’t want a b+tch if she don’t buss it like my album
met a lot of b+tches that be talking like kardashians
100 b+tches i ain’t miss em
got my tommy tucked
and ima run it up
got like 3 private flights cause i’m really up
and i be 3 for 4, ima finish up
and i want big stars b+tch, just like arlington
and i want all of mine
runnin’ racks til 85
tell the b+tch i ain’t in love so i can text her friend what’s up
and my weed from astronauts i ordered it on amazon
she wanna match and all but i cannot get caught with her
[chorus]
look at these b+tches, they doubt me
i don’t even fold
look at these pics, they diamond
and i don’t even post
if i don’t even blow up
ima make it far
but i just seen some light

[verse 2]
and everyday i’m living like a god, you can’t compete
(yea)
and i throw it in the air
big body bands watch them fall down the stairs
in love with the money like these b+tches want they hair
and i just know myself so you can’t move me if you dare
i got red carbon
red balmains, red balmains
burry me in my chains
racks on me
packs on me
yea, yea
and i got racks on me babe
and i got baguettes on my t++th babe
there’s no s on me babe
cartier, cartier, cartier frames
f+ckin’ yo b+tch
f+ckin’ yo b+tch in the back of the bentley yea
[outro (chorus)]
look at these b+tches, they doubt me
i don’t even fold
look at these pics, they diamond
and i don’t even post
if i don’t even blow up
ima make it far
but i just seen some light



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