Dallasj - Balenciaga Step (feat. Stupid Young) Lyrics

Balenciaga's on me when i walk in
He don't want no smoke we gon' put em in a coffin
My niggas spark we ain't doin no more talking
We fresh as f*ck pulling up an we flossin
But lately i been working on my patience
He gon f*ck around and get a face lift
He just steady writing all the statements
I got the bands you ain't gon take this

Left right , Left right
We gon hit em with the left right
Shawty f*ck with me cuz my wrist so bright
Imma bout to pull up mix the lean with sprite
You know i told all my niggas we gon be alright
Im still on the block with my shooters
My neck piece so froze got you suck like medusa
Dont step in my zone i might fool ya
One call my shootas pull up and they do ya
Aye
Bitch im not a rapper im a artist bitch i illustrate
I might pop a bottle just to celebrate
I been in the stu rollin gas just to meditate
I cant leave the crib without it
Im straight
Rollin up the gas goin fast on the freeway
I could give a f*ck about what he say or she say
Im still chasing chicken on a mf weekday HAH

Balenciaga's on me when i walk in
He don't want no smoke we gon' put em in a coffin
My niggas spark we ain't doin no more talking
We fresh as f*ck pulling up an we flossin
But lately i been working on my patience
He gon f*ck around and get a face lift
He just steady writing all the statements
I got the bands you ain't gon take this

Balenciaga's on my feet ain't got no shoelace
Dropped a bag on my lawyer caught a new case
These nigga's only ballin when they playing 2K
All my niggas with the business like a suitcase

Pull up with the choppers all my niggas get the poppin
Mini draco banana clip up on the bottom
Red beam on him nigga so you know we got him
Hollow tips coming from the chopper when we drop em

All my nigga's with the bullshit
Ridin thru the city with a full clip
If i catch a opp then imma pull it
Aint no hesitation i just do it
Niggas talking money tell me where they dough at
Took a nigga bitch he say he want is hoe back
Bens with the stash bra that's where the pole at
Money and the murder all my nigga's on that

Balenciaga's on me when i walk in
He don't want no smoke we gon' put em in a coffin
My niggas spark we ain't doin no more talking
We fresh as f*ck pulling up an we flossin
But lately i been working on my patience
He gon f*ck around and get a face lift
He just steady writing all the statements
I got the bands you ain't gon take this