balenciaga feinin Lyrics

I'm in Paris France or Amsterdam just for the weekend

This Maybach truck, I'm rolling, pouring up just for the weekend

Stop asking questions bout this-this that shit you tweak-ing

You just got my IG why you fienin

I'm an all black demon, Balenciaga fein man

No, I don't shop at Neiman's, I got chrome hearts for my rings man

I put Vetements on my ho she tryna suck up out my semen

I need an X pill, bitch I keep feinin

Lemme roll my blunt

Blowin pressure pack bitch this not no runtz

This shit called mindfuck

I'm fucking up her guts

Get fucked inna Sprinter van, get fucked in the tour bus

And my bro stay on Tor browser he be fucking that shit up

I'll pop the X geeked out the fuck

Im off these drugs get off of what

LSD tabs on my tongue, bitch it's sticky bro

I got your hoe on me, yeah she sticky bro

I don't know bout them niggas, they be tricky bro

Huh, huh

Geeked out of here, she pop a titty yo!

Huh, huh

This your main one she getting really low

I'm geeked in Germany, I guess I'm really on

These bitches know my swag and my sound, no I'm really on

I feel like the man out of town, think you get it, bro

Givenchy bag pattern leather bitch!

I think I'm with it hoe

I match it with that new Rick Owen

I'm cashing got some new Rick on me

Matches Fashions, I might shop there

Blow this Paxton Pearl in the air!

I'm in Paris France or Amsterdam just for the weekend

This Maybach truck, I'm rolling, pouring up just for the weekend

Stop asking questions bout this-this that shit you tweak-ing

You just got my IG why you fienin

I'm an all-black demon, Balenciaga fein man

No, I don't shop at Neiman's, I got chrome hearts for my rings man

I put Vetements on my ho she tryna suck up out my semen

I need an X pill, bitch I keep feinin