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Trance (feat. Karlae & Yung Bleu)

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Touch me, tease me

Touch me, tease me (yo, b**h, I'm the big Balenciaga mama)

Touch me, tease me (been bringin' the drama, big don dada)

Touch me, tease me (you can't even name a b**h hotter than this)

Queen shit, bring him down to his knees shit

You know what the f**k I'm talking 'bout, lil' b**h

Pimps down, h**s up, you feel me?

(It's that Trappin N London for sure)

Hunnid racks, big bag, fat ass

I'ma pop my shit, you know I'ma pop my shit

He say, "Damn, baby, you done got some ass on you"

He love how I make it dance, put 'em in a trance like this

Good frame on me, can't get close

'Less you comin' with a check, spend your bag on this

Need the Cartier shades with the Rollie iced out

And I need it right now, need baguetties on my wrist

When she saw the diamonds, went in cardiac arrest

Tried to slide on a n**a and I heard you got caught up with the rest (grrah)

She a bad b**h, gotta get the best

F**' on the cloud, got her pilotin' the jet (skrrt)

Balenciaga mama in the 'Vette (skrrt)

Tryna slide on a n**a and I heard she got caught up with the rest

New shoes, I done Jimmy-ed my Choos

You can't walk like this, you can't even talk like this

I'ma boss-ass b**h, let a b**h throw dirt on my name

I'ma get the b**h rocked like Chris

Can't stop my drip, I've been flexin' on my opps like this

I'ma put it on, no off switch

Put this shit on every day

I got these h**s drownin' tryna ride the wave, yeah

You won't get a Cinderella

You better be comin' with purses and chains

He got him a new addition

And you knowin' Karlae be the one to blame, shame

These bitches thought that they was in my lane

Think they compare, these h**s must be insane

He say he want a b**h with perfect shape

Well, baby, no need to look the other way

Hunnid racks, big bag, fat ass

I'ma pop my shit, you know I'ma pop my shit

He say, "Damn, baby, you done got some ass on you"

He love how I make it dance, put 'em in a trance like this

Good frame on me, can't get close

'Less you comin' with a check, spend your bag on this

Need the Cartier shades with the Rollie iced out

And I need it right now, need baguetties on my wrist

When she saw the diamonds, went in cardiac arrest

Tried to slide on a n**a and I heard you got caught up with the rest (grrah)

She a bad b**h, gotta get the best

F**' on the cloud, got her pilotin' the jet (skrrt)

Balenciaga mama in the 'Vette (skrrt)

Tryna slide on a n**a and I heard she got caught up with the rest

I can't show you how to cook

You gotta know how to cook (you gotta know how to cook)

I know how to make it look

I do this shit by the book (shit by the book)

She said she wanna a new ass and t**s

I told her, "It's already booked" (booked)

She wanna f**k in the dark

Told her cut on the light 'cause I like how it look (ooh)

Got on dope boy Nikes when I f**k

Got a black four-five and you know it's on tuck

She a freak, she can suck, she can f**k

With her teeth, she know how to make love

Beat the p**y like Terminator

Spread her like exterminator

Hunnid racks stacked on the table, brrah

Name in the papers

Hunnid racks, big bag, fat ass

I'ma pop my shit, you know I'ma pop my shit

He say, "Damn, baby, you done got some ass on you"

He love how I make it dance, put 'em in a trance like this

Good frame on me, can't get close

'Less you comin' with a check, spend your bag on this

Need the Cartier shades with the Rollie iced out

And I need it right now, need baguetties on my wrist

When she saw the diamonds, went in cardiac arrest (rest)

Tried to slide on a n**a and I heard you got caught up with the rest (grrah)

She a bad b**h, gotta get the best

F**' on the cloud, got her pilotin' the jet (skrrt)

Balenciaga mama in the 'Vette (skrrt)

Tryna slide on a n**a and I heard she got caught up with the rest

Touch me, tease me (ooh)

Touch me, tease me (ooh) (grrah)

Skrrt, skrrt

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