kuttafifty - balmainjeans Lyrics

Yeah, I den found my own lane, I den found my own swag
Walk out in Balmain, f*ck that hoe, she gonna nag
I den went plain Jane, f*ck that, I'ma take it back
Yeah, she do tricks, call it olly, she on my wood, I'm chillin' in Holly

Can't get her up on my body, bitch, I'ma feel like Johnny gotti
I'ma take the paper out, all the fakes I wig, em out
Yeah, yeah, I used to have hoop dreams
Now I'm finna make some music yea up my streams

I'ma star, can you see the f*ckin' beam
Yeah, it's swearing' in the lamb, yeah, the color is green
I got all the type of money, I got pink, blue, or green
She say' she love me, I don't know what she's suppose to' mean

Don't pass a rock, I'ma ball hog
Yeah, yeah, we chillin' on top, we gon' ball hard
Yeah, f*ck them niggas, yeah, we gon' pass, y'all
Yeah, yeah, I pass the ball to my nigga Cash

Mm, yeah, I throw the six, call it Steve Nash
For the cash, I'ma do the f*ckin' dash
I don't give a f*ck about yo god damn past
Swervin' in that foregin, yea I'm goin' fast yea

Huh goin' fast, yeah
Yeah, goin' fast, yeah huh
Goin' fast, yeah
Yeah, goin' fast, yeah