Whatever Wit Balenciaga

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Aye Geo got the bandz huh?)
Yeah
I got to that point I'm throwing whatever with Balenciaga, dress up to count cheddar
My young niggas ain't even see the stage for cap and gown fore they was stepping Aggressive
Better tap in and get right for enormous verses gone need 100 or better
Wake up to count cheddar
I'm mixing whatever

Pink toe from Manchester
My one bitch she left me
Hunt down her shit talking nephew
Masi with messages
Sig in the Louis V messenger
Cup looking lavender
GT3 check out the passenger
Like whips with engine in the back of it
No sleep I got money on my calendar
Sixteen did research on the magistrate
Tryna figure out how we could wrap it up
Don't abide by they code in the baddest way
Tryna figure out why they ain't head of us
I'm out in LA with Ohio plates, and I'm back in Ohio with Cali bud
Aye
I'm back in the Land with a Cali bitch
Five star dinner, she eating me after it
Batista that bitch on the mattress
She say I ball out like an athlete
Masi got him another one, the Khaled way
Niggas sick they thought I ain't have a way
Kick my feet up and count up the Benjamin's

I got to that point I'm throwing whatever with Balenciaga, dress up to count cheddar
My young niggas ain't even see the stage for cap and gown fore they was stepping Aggressive
Better tap in and get right for enormous verses gone need 100 or better
Wake up to count cheddar
I'm mixing whatever
I got to that point I'm throwing whatever with Balenciaga, dress up to count cheddar
My young niggas ain't even see the stage for cap and gown fore they was stepping Aggressive
Better tap in and get right for enormous verses gone need 100 or better
Wake up to count cheddar
I'm mixing whatever



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Writer(s): Christian Phoenix
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