Lirik Balënci Feet - Yeat
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Stepped out Saturday, with Balenci on my feet
Say yo' pockets February, just watch where yo' pockets be
Say they doin' this and doin that, boy you not as hot as me
Coach told me hit like every time, this why you stuttering
Bitch I'm on these percs got a bag on from me, you just startled me
Bags, hundreds, bags yeah, why you always bother me
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me
I can't even show what the hell I been doin, 'cause they all copy me
Rolls Royce 4-Door truck, know I'm coppin' it
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the Hotel, yo' bitch is slobbering
Take so many damn percs, they like, 'What you bottling'
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese everyday, fuck what yo' commas say
I just threw away my phone, I don't wanna conversate
Racks on me, bands on me
Watch her dance on me, dance on it
I'ma smash on her, smash on it
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on her
He told me that she love me for real, well I almost passed on it (Haha)
All this shit so silly, the way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
Remember I had that car in like two months, I still won't cap about it
When I had that Jeep on Jeepers Creepers, pushin' 200 mid at night
You could lean with me one time and I swear I could change yo' life
Trust me, you won't even feel like the real you when that EDD hit twice
She said Yeat, why you still got so much, I don't even know why
Man I swear the last time I took that shit I talked to my demon and cried
Yeah we all humans, yeah you don't have to lie
Richard Mill', Aston Martin, one of a kind
In my dm, 'Can I get that shit for free', stop wastin' my time
I been standin' up for all these years, I'm next in line
When I get that bag, that bag, take my trip and die
Just hope I go up, before I end up dyin'
All these broke ass penny pinching kids, get off my line
They say, Yeat where you at, you not Alivë
I don't remember life
Nah but it really got yo' back, or you just a lie
'Cause you ain't really solid like that, you switching sides
Track came with an ice pack, like put my thighs
Stepped out Saturday, with Balenci on my feet
Say yo' pockets February, just watch where yo' pockets be
Say they doin' this and doin that, boy you not as hot as me
Coach told me hit like every time, this why you stuttering
Bitch I'm on these percs got a bag on from me, you just startled me
Bags, hundreds, bags yeah, why you always bother me
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me
I can't even show what the hell I been doin, 'cause they all copy me
Rolls Royce 4-Door truck, know I'm coppin' it
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the Hotel, yo' bitch is slobbering
Take so many damn percs, they like, 'What you bottling'
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese everyday, fuck what yo' commas say
Racks on me, bands on me
Watch her dance on me, dance on it
I'ma smash on her, smash on it
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on her
He told me that she love me for real, well I almost passed on it (Haha)
All this shit so silly, the way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
Remember I had that car in like two months, I still won't cap about it
Say yo' pockets February, just watch where yo' pockets be
Say they doin' this and doin that, boy you not as hot as me
Coach told me hit like every time, this why you stuttering
Bitch I'm on these percs got a bag on from me, you just startled me
Bags, hundreds, bags yeah, why you always bother me
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me
I can't even show what the hell I been doin, 'cause they all copy me
Rolls Royce 4-Door truck, know I'm coppin' it
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the Hotel, yo' bitch is slobbering
Take so many damn percs, they like, 'What you bottling'
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese everyday, fuck what yo' commas say
I just threw away my phone, I don't wanna conversate
Racks on me, bands on me
Watch her dance on me, dance on it
I'ma smash on her, smash on it
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on her
He told me that she love me for real, well I almost passed on it (Haha)
All this shit so silly, the way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
Remember I had that car in like two months, I still won't cap about it
When I had that Jeep on Jeepers Creepers, pushin' 200 mid at night
You could lean with me one time and I swear I could change yo' life
Trust me, you won't even feel like the real you when that EDD hit twice
She said Yeat, why you still got so much, I don't even know why
Man I swear the last time I took that shit I talked to my demon and cried
Yeah we all humans, yeah you don't have to lie
Richard Mill', Aston Martin, one of a kind
In my dm, 'Can I get that shit for free', stop wastin' my time
I been standin' up for all these years, I'm next in line
When I get that bag, that bag, take my trip and die
Just hope I go up, before I end up dyin'
All these broke ass penny pinching kids, get off my line
They say, Yeat where you at, you not Alivë
I don't remember life
Nah but it really got yo' back, or you just a lie
'Cause you ain't really solid like that, you switching sides
Track came with an ice pack, like put my thighs
Stepped out Saturday, with Balenci on my feet
Say yo' pockets February, just watch where yo' pockets be
Say they doin' this and doin that, boy you not as hot as me
Coach told me hit like every time, this why you stuttering
Bitch I'm on these percs got a bag on from me, you just startled me
Bags, hundreds, bags yeah, why you always bother me
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me
I can't even show what the hell I been doin, 'cause they all copy me
Rolls Royce 4-Door truck, know I'm coppin' it
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the Hotel, yo' bitch is slobbering
Take so many damn percs, they like, 'What you bottling'
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese everyday, fuck what yo' commas say
Racks on me, bands on me
Watch her dance on me, dance on it
I'ma smash on her, smash on it
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on her
He told me that she love me for real, well I almost passed on it (Haha)
All this shit so silly, the way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
Remember I had that car in like two months, I still won't cap about it