Balmain Belt

Lyrics

[Chorus] Mike Amiri jeans, money on me Posted on the scene, sippin' codeine I'm fuckin' with a freak, her head OD She do it so mean like the dick was in my jeans Made me take off my belt, it's a Balmain belt And it look like a king with a motherfuckin' [?] I remember when I ain't had no bread in my account Now it's like I done lost count of the amount Now the crib got the view of the pool Black Ferrari and it came without a roof All this money always on me like it's glue Money always on me like a tattoo I was always in the kitchen like a spoon Always broke bread if we was cool Been a real nigga since the womb Wanna die with my body in a tomb [Verse 1] Mixing up my medicine, I be off everything I don't even feel the same, I don't even feel the pain I just hit a lick and I think I need a bigger chain Call that nigga Elliott and tell him, "I need everything" My bitch got a nipple ring, so I like her energy I'ma make the pussy sing, fuckin' off the Hennessy If you ain't with the gang gang, nigga, you a enemy I got hella blue cheese with the glizzy stuffed in my— [Chorus] Mike Amiri jeans, money on me Posted on the scene, sippin' codeine I'm fuckin' with a freak, her head OD She do it so mean like the dick was in my jeans Made me take off my belt, it's a Balmain belt And it look like a king with a motherfuckin' [?] I remember when I ain't had no bread in my account Now it's like I done lost count of the amount Now the crib got the view of the pool Black Ferrari and it came without a roof All this money always on me like it's glue Money always on me like a tattoo I was always in the kitchen like a spoon Always broke bread if we was cool Been a real nigga since the womb Wanna die with my body in a tomb [Verse 2] Forgiato rims on the coupe I done came a long way from the stoop Eating at Prime 112 in a suit I remember times when I only had soup And this money coming in all blue Spent four bands on one pair of shoes And I put my niggas on too 'Cause I'm a real nigga, I'm the truth My bitch stay wetter than a pool I don't fuck with you ho's, you— (Ugh) My wrist stay wetter than a tub I be walking 'round, looking like the plug Got a young nigga in the club Niggas mad that they bitch show love Niggas mad that they bitch won't fuck "Why Chaz Money be doing too much?" Red bottoms with my— [Chorus] Mike Amiri jeans, money on me Posted on the scene, sippin' codeine I'm fuckin' with a freak, her head OD She do it so mean like the dick was in my jeans Made me take off my belt, it's a Balmain belt And it look like a king with a motherfuckin' [?] I remember when I ain't had no bread in my account Now it's like I done lost count of the amount Now the crib got the view of the pool Black Ferrari and it came without a roof All this money always on me like it's glue Money always on me like a tattoo I was always in the kitchen like a spoon Always broke bread if we was cool Been a real nigga since the womb Wanna die with my body in a tomb Mike Amiri jeans, money on me Posted on the scene, sippin' codeine I'm fuckin' with a freak, her head OD She do it so mean like the dick was in my jeans Made me take off my belt, it's a Balmain belt And it look like a king with a motherfuckin' [?] I remember when I ain't had no bread in my account Now it's like I done lost count of the amount Now the crib got the view of the pool Black Ferrari and it came without a roof All this money always on me like it's glue Money always on me like a tattoo I was always in the kitchen like a spoon Always broke bread if we was cool Been a real nigga since the womb Wanna die with my body in a tomb