Quench my thirst in the youth fountain
I can’t ever rest I’m a move mountains
Girl I never pressed them models, why you shouting?
Maybe one or two, but who’s counting?
I pray to God to protect myself
I pray to God I can spread my wealth
I pray to God my shooter stay on stealth
Who would’ve thought that we’d come so far so soon?
House of Balloons, House of Balloons
The party’s in South, come out with the goons
You’re bringing your friends, shout out to you hoo hoo
And they all down, one would assume
Me fall off? God forbid
Shoot your shot, you just did
Hi, hello, I’m so waved
Play my jam, SAMO SAY
I’ll let you hold me down
I’ll let you hold me down, down
She gon’ skrt up
In a white German
Timo Werner
We so turnt turnt
Yuh!
When I pull up in a dashiki call me Daddy
It’s African season reason I be with your Marge like Maggie
Get your top blew ask my Ahki
Doing up Champagne Papi with a dark skin baddie
In a club where you can’t wear trackie
No you can’t wear trackie but you get a bly when it’s Maharishi
Or Fear of God when I pull up in the fog it’s hard to see
House of Balloons haha hehe
Uh, private party with me, private party with me
Yuh!
They knock on my door with vitamins
If they queng invite ‘em in
I ain’t trash I’m recycling
Yuh!
I pull all kinds of strings
No strings, g-string, finer things
Queue the violins
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