
virgoworld17 - balenci lyrics
money’s rockin’ that prada prada (man shut up)
you can get k!lled for a dollar dollar
give a f+ck what you sayin’ like rada rada
yeah that n+gga pop like a perc
he put on a tino a size of your shirt
ima get rich i feel like fenti
brand new whip but she keep wearing balenci
balenci, balenci, balenci, balenci, balenci, balenci, balenci, balenci, balenci, balenci
ima get rich p diddy
bad lil hoe just gimme that key
if a n+gga get shot then he look like ricky
then my n+ggas gone level up
i might ride on that b+tch in that toga truck
sippin on perc with [?] devil cup
my n+ggas we made of waves
i said “f+ck that n+gga they [?] play”
b+b+tch i put that on my grave
i despise that n+gga [?]
whole lotta lean whole lotta wock
i’m in la where the sun don’t stop
b+tch might call me a [?]
might get popped
popped, popped, popped, popped, popped, popped, popped, popped
i swear these n+ggas not as good as me, real sh+t bruh
[?]
silly rabbit you can’t trick me
[?]
then i told my n+ggas i gotta go get em
my n+ggas shoot like durk
[?] the whisk
look at my cup two [?]
and look at yo b+tch she miss me
then i told her [?] can’t give her no d+ck ‘cus i’m busy
i ain’t talkin’ no yeat that’s yeah twizzy
b+tch said she hotdog
n+gga i’ll give you that glizzy
f+ckin’ b+tch talkin’ bout being on twitter
[?]
my n+gga was runnin’ they chose ’em for president
[?]
swear to god my lil [?] she came from heaven
[?]
i feel like [?]
make my tires [?] denim
look at my whip b+tch the windows are tinted
don’t even post or comment an opinion
[?]
she swear that i’m simpin’
when we cop matching fits but i swear that we twinnin’
[?]
silly rabbit you can’t trick me
[?]
then i told my n+ggas i gotta go get em
my n+ggas shoot like durk
[?] the whisk
she ain’t had no br++sts so for her titties
[?]
then i walk in the club i don’t got my baby
my what?
i ain’t talkin’ no yeat that’s yeah twizzy
b+tch said she hotdog
n+gga i’ll give you that glizzy
f+ckin’ b+tch talkin’ bout being on twitter
[?]
my n+gga was runnin’ they chose ’em for president
[?]
swear to god my lil [?] she came from heaven
[?]
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