xomolly!, XKXNG - BALENCI Lyrics

What
Huh
Ok
Wait
I'm sick of these niggas they actin so uhh, what
Wait
I'm sick of these niggas they actin so uh, what
Wait
Wait
Wait
I'm sick of these niggas they actin so hard but they not gonna do nun
Flashin they macs and they poles and they sticks but they not gonna go up a gun and go shoot sum
Happen to come across some of these pussies they ignore the green cus they only want true love
Cappin they ass off until they find a lil boo that gon get up and move and go lose sum
Some of them hunnids!
Them niggas hustle and bustle
Until they get to the racks and go plummet!
PLUMMET!
They cannot stay afloat wit the money
They rather spend a car note on some Balenci
RUNNERS!
I am a drummer I'm not a rapper
Cus that clip hold 75 shoot backwards
Turn a young nigga to a ghost like Casper
Rollin the doja wit his name on a backwood
They so industry
Some of my niggas they in da streets
Movin the weight and movin the keys
I don't do coke I might just go and sneeze
Runnin through hoes like my name was Adidas
Count up these hunnids and blue strips you see it
Hermes on waist and Simons I'm geekin
Off of these designer brands I'm just leakin in drip, uh
Your bitch see me she just flip, uh
Backwards right on to the tip, uh
Drink in my cup imma sip, uh
Suckin my dick she might hic-up
Talk to my side I might slip up
Mention the main, I'm fucked
Huh
What
Ay
Huh
Pull up pussy boi like "what you mean"
Ay
Bust in her mouth like Listerine
Yuh
Snortin that shit like I'm Charlie Sheen
Yea
I'm so drunk and high, can't feel a thing
Damn
Told that bitch "you wastin my time"
16 on my lap
I ain't talkin waistline
You ain't too nickel baby
Yea you's a dime
Yea
Told that bad bitch yea she fine
What you mean?, I'm the man
I'm in Neverland
Pixie dust off the fans like I'm Peter Pan
Run up
Run up
Run up
How I get that gun
Do that shit for fun nigga
Yea
Already won
Already won
Huh
Huh
Already won
Rockin
Balenci
On my feet
Got your girlfriend she gon lick up on my meat
Yea
It's a treat
Ayy
Huh

What
Huh
Ok
Wait
I'm sick of these niggas they actin so uhh, what
Wait
I'm sick of these niggas they actin so uh, what
Wait
Wait
Wait
I'm sick of these niggas they actin so hard but they not gonna do nun
Flashin they macs and they poles and they sticks but they not gonna go up a gun and go shoot sum
Happen to come across some of these pussies they ignore the green cus they only want true love
Cappin they ass off until they find a lil boo that gon get up and move and go lose sum
Some of them hunnids!
Them niggas hustle and bustle
Until they get to the racks and go plummet!
PLUMMET!
They cannot stay afloat wit the money
They rather spend a car note on some Balenci
RUNNERS!
I am a drummer I'm not a rapper
Cus that clip hold 75 shoot backwards
Turn a young nigga to a ghost like Casper
Rollin the doja wit his name on a backwood
They so industry
Some of my niggas they in da streets
Movin the weight and movin the keys
I don't do coke I might just go and sneeze
Runnin through hoes like my name was Adidas
Count up these hunnids and blue strips you see it
Hermes on waist and Simons I'm geekin
Off of these designer brands I'm just leakin in drip, uh
Your bitch see me she just flip, uh
Backwards right on to the tip, uh
Drink in my cup imma sip, uh
Suckin my dick she might hic-up
Talk to my side I might slip up
Mention the main, I'm fucked
Huh
What
Ay
Huh
Pull up pussy boi like "what you mean"
Ay
Bust in her mouth like Listerine
Yuh
Snortin that shit like I'm Charlie Sheen
Yea
I'm so drunk and high, can't feel a thing
Damn
Told that bitch "you wastin my time"
16 on my lap
I ain't talkin waistline
You ain't too nickel baby
Yea you's a dime
Yea
Told that bad bitch yea she fine
What you mean?, I'm the man
I'm in Neverland
Pixie dust off the fans like I'm Peter Pan
Run up
Run up
Run up
How I get that gun
Do that shit for fun nigga
Yea
Already won
Already won
Huh
Huh
Already won
Rockin
Balenci
On my feet
Got your girlfriend she gon lick up on my meat
Yea
It's a treat
Ayy
Huh