Every Balmain

L Beats
My name ain't Louis, but I'll strong-arm you -

Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong
I think my nine broke
I got every Balmain top
This - is not yours
Sweater with the rhinestone
Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog
Damn near look like Tom Brady, yeah
If 12 pull up, we ain't related, dawg
If 12 pull up, we ain't related
Brand new baby, I surrogated
That money just keep on generatin', yeah

Ran up and I came in it
Givin' it to her raw
Say Ariel for Thanksgiving
I'ma switch your car, sweetie
I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business
That thing I rock be tailor fitted
Lil' shawty love to give me meddеd top

Pullin' up, Cullinan, all season
I ain't bluffin', I'm callin' it how I see it
My n- do numbers, we undеfeated
Had everything but a mausoleum
Big bank on me like 2:00 a.m.
Fish tank look like museum
Shawty got me woozy
Girl, why you wore that two-piece?

Remember stealin' mopeds
The molly keep me on edge
Lil' shawty love to give me medded top
I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business
That thing I rock be tailor-fitted
Lil' shawty love to give me medded top

Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong
I think my nine broke
I got every Balmain top
This - is not yours
Sweater with the rhinestone
Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog
Damn near look like Tom Brady, yeah
If 12 pull up, we ain't related, dawg
If 12 pull up, we ain't related
Brand new baby, I surrogated
That money just keep on generatin', yeah

(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Cutthroat bear, Kodak play
I'm slayin' her, I'm slayin' her
You - don't wear enough
I ain't even tryna get jammed up
Keep switchin' up, brand new Android

Feel like the feds be watchin' me everywhere I go, I'm paranoid
Still keep a nine millimeter on me
All my fingers got Super Bowl rings
How you gon'-, how are you sleepin' on me?
Lil' -, I do big ol' things
Mask on 'cause these - be sick
Racks on me, 'bout to pay for a hit
Keep hand sanitizer 'cause you - be dirty
Bet I get all of my Balmain early

Catch me outside, lil' -, it's lit
My P.O. fine, I'ma tell her to quit
She already know I got meth in my piss
Everybody know it be death in this -
What the paper say, that ain't my jit
If brady pull up, -, that ain't my stick
The police be askin' 'bout murders and -
I'ma stand up, nigga, I'll take me a sit

Kill Bill, mam pam, prrrrt, grrt
I'm gleerious, they curious
I'm sweatin' up -, I respect my -
I won't - no ho on her period
Shawty say she want CC, I ain't even got no email
I'm pullin' up, Cullinan, all season
Pullin' up, Cullinan, all season



Credits
Writer(s): Lester Williams, Bill Kapri
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