BALENCIAGA STEPPIN

Yeah

Bitch you goin' outside we goin to the moon
Bitch you goin' outside we goin to the moon
Bitch you goin' outside we goin to the moon
Bitch you goin' outside we goin to the moon

Yeah, yeah
These niggas can't talk to me
'cause y'all niggas broke
She fell in love with the guap yeah I tell her no no
I spend 100K on a fit that's how I go
Rick Owens on my feet yeah
I'm tryna make some rolls
Bitch it ain't no braggin yeah
I'm tryna make some dough
Bitch I'm the rockstar
Ridin like The Rock
I just solve my problems with this shit I'm the boss yeah
She don't fuck with me yeah
She don't fuck with us
Ah yeah I'm tryna chase the bag
Yeah talking about my swag
Yeah ah I don't lag
Stayin on my feet I barely feel so well
Yeah I just be counting the cash that shit made me well uh
Balenciaga on my feet I'm steppin hell yeah
I done getting dress I'm okay yeah
Uh uh hell yeah, uh uh hell yeah
Uh uh hell yeah, uh uh hell yeah
Uh uh uh



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Writer(s): Lil Pec
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