Balmain Lyrics

Yeah bitch I need all that

You playin' on my phone, do not call back

I just peep the game and then I fall back

I ain't never on lack, got that heater on me and I might just blow back

I'm tryna max my bands, got that balmain on my pants

Don't fuck with designer, but this Dior came from France

I can't sign no deal, nigga fuck that lil advance

I need like a mill, for my pockets to expand

Never held my hand out, cause I always had a plan

Learn how to finesse when I get caught up in that jam

If you ain't contributin', I cut you off, don't give a damn

And I got some brudas that are closer than my fam

Good dope got me in a trance

Good dope got me in a trance

Yeah bitch I need all that

You playin' on my phone, do not call back

I just peep the game and then I fall back

I ain't never on lack, got that heater on me and I might just blow back

Lil D got in a new load and he gon' get it gone

Trap 24-7, when he that mode

Money never sleep, I put that on my soul

Counting up them numbers, give me what I'm owed

Bougie light-skinned, bitch, and she exotic

Thick lil dark-skinned bitch, and she erotic

So many goddamn flavors I can't choose

Gone and bring a friend, you and you

And she hit like, ooh

Yeah bitch I need all that

You playin' on my phone, do not call back

I just peep the game and then I fall back

I ain't never on lack, got that heater on me and I might just blow back

I'm tryna max my bands, got that balmain on my pants