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Balmain jeans fit like this (Balmain jeans fit like this)

Why my jeans fit like this?

(Why my jeans fit like this?)

Why my jeans fit like this?

(Why my jeans fit like this?)

Balmain jeans fit like this (Woah)

Why my shirt fit like this?

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Why my shirt fit like this?

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Why my shirt fit like this?

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Why my shirt fit like this?

Huh, hu-uh

Why my b**h look like this?

Huh, shit

Why my b**h look like this?

Huh, shit

Why my b**h look like this?

Huh, shit

Why my b**h look like this?

Huh, shit

Why make a hit like this?

Huh, what?

(I don't know)

Why make a hit like this?

Huh, shit (What you on?)

Why make a hit like this?

Huh, wait (Let's go)

We making hit after hit, huh, wait

If I move, I won't move, huh, huh, without my cutter

If I move, I won't move, woah, woah, without my brother

I'm f**g on a M**F right now, I'm a m**r

She got on full lips, I call her DSL, them dicksuckеrs (Hahaha)

She tryna f**k my partner, she a vamp, shе a bloodsucker (Ah)

I sip Wock', not water, yeah, lil' shawty, I'm a mud sipper (Yeah)

If her p**y water, I might have to go ahead and tip her

B**s VV diamonds, they keep sayin' that I'm swaggin' sick

I got all these lights on me, she tryna suck my popsicle (Bah)

Huh, Balenciaga, shoppin' baby, real poppin' shit

She think I'm Illuminati, I am not a average type n**a (What?)

All my bitches got bodies, so I guess I f**d after niggas (Huh)

White diamond my body, let my white b**h say, "N**a"

Only let her do that when she ride my f**n' big ripper

How you got sticks like this?

(How you got motherfuckin' sticks like this?

Like this)

Huh, what?

How you got switches like this?

(How you got motherfuckin'— Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)

Huh, what?

How you rock Rick like this?

(How you rock Rick like this?

Rick, Rick)

Huh, what?

How she suck my d**k like this?

(How she suck my d**k like this?

D**k, d**k, d**k)

Huh, what?

I'm a rockstar like KISS, yeah, yeah (I'm a rockstar like KISS, yeah, yeah)

This rabbit fur on my jacket, b**h, this not Mohair (This not Mohair, this not Marni)

Designer clothes and E6, I be rocking the belt (Yeah)

My swag, shit got like a sixty, these niggas don't know what to wear (What?)

I'm boolin' with my thot, that's that ho over there (Ooh)

If you see me in some twice, I got two or more pairs (Yeah)

If I hit her once or twice, then I gotta throw that b**h in the air (Woah)

I got your b**h in my room, she shakin' the ass, she throw it in the air (I got your b**h in my room)

These niggas not having no h**s (These niggas ain't having no h**s)

I'm having, I'm havin' some right here, some right there

I really ain't worried 'bout h**s, 'cause I'm getting money, no, I do not care (Let's go)

I cannot worry 'bout h**s, 'cause I just poured lean just right in the Crush (Crush)

I asked her would she rather cry on the back of a Rolls Royce, back of a bus (Bus, bus)

I claim that Werewolf Gang, but tell all my Vamps all the plans on the hush (Shh)

I f**d a virgin b**h, I put my d**k in her, now shit, it got stuck (Woah)

I f**d a cougar b**h, I f**d on that p**y and knocked all the dust (Yeah)

Say "Why you gotta act like this?" (Why you gotta, why you gotta act like this?)

Huh, what?

For no reason, I won't stack like this (For no reason, I won't stack like this)

Huh, what?

Jersey Devil on my cat like this (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), huh

We been out for so long, Lil Uzi Vert, why you still rap like this?

I don't know (B**h, let's go)

Balmain jeans fit like this (Balmain jeans fit like this)

Why my jeans fit like this?

(Why my jeans fit like this?)

Why my jeans fit like this?

(Why my jeans fit like this?)

Balmain jeans fit like this

Balmain jeans fit like this

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