Balcara, my cut, yuh [Yeah
Got five xans in my cup, yuh [Yeah, let’s go
And talking ’bout lust
Key, yuh
Woke up sick to my guts [Damn]
I’m on my vision, my plan [woah
All my vision got bands, yeah
I got Givenchy, my pants [Oh, let’s go
Did my lil’ diddy, my dance, yeah
Hundred dollar bills, I run it up
Me and my bro gon’ f#ck it up
Sixteen xans in my double-cup
My b#tch taste so sweet like bubblegum
You going broke, can’t f#ck with us
All you do is talk, please shut it up
Will you hold me down if we get pulled up
I ain’t know you can be so f#cked up
Balenciaga from my head to my toe
I just gotta get that bread and I go
Feel like Jesus when I walk on my flow
Deep in the water but I won’t get cold
I’m thirty-three but you already know
Going a hundred-eighty in the ghost
You stuck in the mud whilе I’m thumbing through rolls
I feel like the king sitting up on my throne
Fivе xans in my cup, yuh
I’m running low on my luck
Never gave no f#cks, yeah
I’m building back on my trust
Four xans in my cup, yeah
I’m running low on my luck
Never gave no f#cks, yeah
I’m building back on my trust
Balcara, my cut, yuh [Yeah
Got five xans in my cup, yuh [Yeah, let’s go
And talking ’bout lust
Key, yuh
Woke up sick to my guts [Damn]
I’m on my vision, my plan [woah
All my vision got bands, yeah
I got Givenchy, my pants [Oh, let’s go
Did my lil’ diddy, my dance, yeah
Balcara, my cut, yuh [Yeah
Got five xans in my cup, yuh
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