Every Balmain

歌詞

L Beats My name ain't Louis, but I’ll strong-arm you niggas Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong Bitch, I think my .9 broke I got every Balmain top Bitch, this dick is not yours Sweater with the rhinestone Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog Damn, that look like Tom Brady, yeah If twelve pull up, we ain’t related, dawg Twelve pull up, we ain't related Brand new baby, I surrogated That money just keep on generatin', yeah Ran up and I came in it Givin' it to her raw Say Ariel for Thanksgiving I'ma switch your car, sweetie I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business Everything I rock be tailor-fitted Lil’ shawty love to give me meddеd top Pullin’ up, Cullinan, all season I ain't bluffin' I'm callin' it how I see it My niggas do numbers, we undеfeated Had everything but a mausoleum Big bank on me, like two M Fish tank look like museum Shawty got me woozy Girl, why you wore that two-piece? Remember stealin' mopeds The molly keep me on edge Lil’ shawty love to give me medded top I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business Everything I rock be tailor-fitted Lil' shawty love to give me medded top Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong Bitch, I think my .9 broke I got every Balmain top Bitch, this dick is not yours Sweater with the rhinestone Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog Damn, that look like Tom Brady, yeah If twelve pull up, we ain't related, dawg If twelve pull up, we ain't related Brand new baby, I surrogated That money just keep on generatin', yeah Ha, ha, ha, ha Kutthroat Bill, Kodak Black I'm slayin' her, I'm slayin' her You pussy niggas don't wear enough I ain't even tryna get jammed up Keep switchin' up, brand new Android Feel like the feds be watchin' me everywhere I go, I'm paranoid Still keep a nine millimeter on me All my fingers got Super Bowl rings How you gon' how are you sleepin' on me? Lil' nigga, I do big ol' things Mask on 'cause these bitches be sick Racks on me, 'bout to pay for a hit Keep hand sanitizer 'cause you niggas be dirty Bet I get all of my Balmain early Catch me outside, lil' nigga, it's lit My P.O. fine, I'ma tell her to quit She already know I got meth in my piss Everybody know it be death in this bitch Fuck what the paper say, that ain't my jit If Brady pull up, nigga, that ain't my stick The police be askin' 'bout murders and shit I'm a stand up nigga, I'll take me a sit Kill Bill, mam-pam, brrt, click I'm gleerious, they curious I don't sweat no bitch, I respect my dick I won't fuck no ho' on her period Shawty say she want CC I ain't even got no email I'm pullin' up, Cullinan, all season Pullin' up, Cullinan, all season