80 Grams & Balenciagas

Baby yea yea grab her right there, grab your dress yall come on
Ay homie get the drugs get the drugs yea yea yea
Aright hahahaha yea

Awwwhhh 80 grams up in a wood panel
My designer talkin numbers like an E channel, diamonds dancin reek of
Dope in a green flannel, all i need is these Balenciagas and a rich panel
Awwwwhhh even my lighter covered up in
Mink, Awwwhhh 24 in every fuckin link
Awwwhhh Dapper Dan that suit and make it pink
Awwwhhh yea yea yea yea

Time aint got my back i need myself a Patek
Worked at Nike as a kid needed to collect a check, i took a dope boy
Stash and left man fuck a bulletproof vest
Straight mobbin in Killassimmee with a Tennessee vet, if D don't trust
You i'm gon touch you STILL might aim at your head
If she don't trust you and she cut you her love will leave you
Dead, she workin hard and putting all her funds in this Mercedez Benz
I just fucked her now i'm trappin out the
Same Mercedez Benz, much rather wife a Melii than go fuck a Cardi
Much rather make a milli mother fuck
Everybody, you at work by 6AM i just woke up in Versace
Raunchy thotti rockin Balenciagi me fuckin likey Ahh

Awwwhhh 80 grams up in a wood panel
My designer talkin numbers like an E channel, diamonds dancin reek of
Dope in a green flannel, all i need is these Balenciagas and a rich panel
Awwwwhhh even my lighter covered up in
Mink, Awwwhhh 24 in every fuckin link
Awwwhhh Dapper Dan that suit and make it pink
Awwwhhh yea yea yea yea

Bro aint got my back ima shoot him in the head
Extra clip ill ever miss like i am J.J Redick, 80 grams for the block
Mother fuck the opposite, opposition of getting ridiculously rich and fuck your bitch
Pulled up in the 6, for some
Medicine, i just killed a show on a Xanny and a half a drink
Your bitch on that pink, i just did the flip on flip and
Covered up my wrist, Chanel wearing sexy ting
I might just drop a diamond ring, acting out of character no set
Or fuckin script, 14 every script, if i overdose tonight will you forget
Main bitch on my hip, never catch me slip
Used to go Ramen and chips with drink, now i steak champagne with drip dawg!

Awwwhhh 80 grams up in a wood panel
My designer talkin numbers like an E channel, diamonds dancin reek of
Dope in a green flannel, all i need is these Balenciagas and a rich panel
Awwwwhhh even my lighter covered up in
Mink, Awwwhhh 24 in every fuckin link
Awwwhhh Dapper Dan that suit and make it pink
Awwwhhh yea yea yea yea

Ay shooting at your head don't give a fuck what you said said
God damn god damn i said i'm shooting at your head
Don't give a fuck what you said, gang gang i said
I'm shooting at your head don't give a fuck what you said, i said
I'm Shooting at your head don't give a fuck what you said
Don't give a fuck what you said, don't give a fuck what you said
Don't give a fuck what you said



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Writer(s): Joshua Bongiorno
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