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balenciaga body - futaba lyrics

[chorus]
i ain’t tryna listen to that boy, he run his mouth
he be talking on some bullsh*t, told that b*tch to keep it down
balenciaga body, too much cash in each account
i’m a bad ass b*tch, eyes on me when i’m around
off mdma, i feel like che
i got money coming in in so many different ways, yeah
you won’t get a taste, get out my face
i been grinding way too hard to waste my time on f*cking lames

[verse]
count up, the tour bus just like morgana
no you can’t ride with us, i know you wanna
boy quit making a fuss, you not my problem
yo*your clothes is torn up, i rock designer
yeah, i been on go
i just been rockin’ out every show
i got balenciaga on my soles and a whole lotta racks on the way to my door
ridin’ around in a 4×4
truck full of sl*ts, a bed full of hoes
he wanted beef so i startеd a war
he calling my phone, you getting ignorеd
oh yeah, my neck and wrist is froze, dropped money on my bros
the crowd they go insane when they see the eye roll
t*t*they all wearing rags but i’m chrome heart in this hoe
real expensive taste, mix the caviar with rice
they say i’m going wild, but this is just my life
i do this all the time, you can’t handle me, i’m sorry
[chorus]
i ain’t tryna listen to that boy, he run his mouth
he be talking on some bullsh*t, told that b*tch to keep it down
balenciaga body, too much cash in each account
i’m a bad ass b*tch, eyes on me when i’m around
off mdma, i feel like che
i got money coming in in so many different ways, yeah
you won’t get a taste, get out my face
i been grinding way too hard to waste my time on f*cking lames

- futaba lyrics

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