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Ballet
Young Stoner Life
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Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet
Brand-new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
Two-hundred on the dash, get the fuck out my way
You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin', aha
Off-White on my body, it's the same colour linguine
I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, bitch, I'm a money fan
The money love me, we together like an ampersand, yeah
I beat up the bands like a fighter
Yeah, been killing these bitches no trying
Yeah, it's a diddy bitch and I'm,with the shit
Ain't scared to do no poppin'
There's some bitches that flooded on me and they hating now
Know some niggas that tried to play me, got them begging now, yeah
There's some bitches that flooded on me and they hating now
Looking like a little angel
Try me, shit get dangerous
And if they're trying to hit the rodeo I pull up bring the love
Grease my body with the hundreds, bitches know I'm lotioned up
Know that they ain't built like this, I told them they ain't slime enough
That's a bad bitch, you on my seat this thrown made for a queen
Money my first language, we don't talk the same, fuck you mean?
Circle tighter than cheerios, you a goofy you don't fit in it
I run 'em in every race, look
I ain't even sprinting
Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet
Brand-new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
Two-hundred on the dash, get the fuck out my way
You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin', aha
Off-White on my body, it's the same colour linguine
I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, bitch I'm a money fan, yeah
The money love me, we together like an ampersand, yeah
Better stop slipping, you trippin' (trippin')
Might just slip walk on your pimpin (your pimpin)
See my second deal with life, but at this point it feels different
Fuck their OnlyFans, I'm tryna be your only fan
Glove on my right wrist, I make catches shit
Shawty know that I'm the man
Pull up in a 488 'Rari with Rika
It's bleeding red and can't forget she got a spider demeanor (spider)
Yeah, we some lions at this point, yeah, we just buying hyenas (hyenas)
Yeah, they just lying at this point, I never mind I distinguish (yeah)
This isn't a no fucking beamer
Jump out at the red light, do my dance I be like fuck these people (hey)
Really hood so fuck these people
I don't give a fuck about people
Everyday by my slime you people
Yak on Yak my crew be back to back
Yeah, in these streets you see them
Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet
Brand-new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
Two-hundred on the dash, get the fuck out my way
You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin', aha
Off-White on my body, it's the same colour linguine
I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, bitch I'm a money fan
The money love me, we together like an ampersand, yeah