Ballet (feat. Yak Gotti)

Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet

Brand-new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet

Two-hundred on the dash, get the fuck out my way

You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin', aha

Off-White on my body, it's the same colour linguine

I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini

I count a hundred bands a day, bitch, I'm a money fan

The money love me, we together like an ampersand, yeah

I beat up the bands like a fighter

Yeah, been killing these bitches no trying

Yeah, it's a diddy bitch and I'm,with the shit

Ain't scared to do no poppin'

There's some bitches that flooded on me and they hating now

Know some niggas that tried to play me, got them begging now, yeah

There's some bitches that flooded on me and they hating now

Looking like a little angel

Try me, shit get dangerous

And if they're trying to hit the rodeo I pull up bring the love

Grease my body with the hundreds, bitches know I'm lotioned up

Know that they ain't built like this, I told them they ain't slime enough

That's a bad bitch, you on my seat this thrown made for a queen

Money my first language, we don't talk the same, fuck you mean?

Circle tighter than cheerios, you a goofy you don't fit in it

I run 'em in every race, look

I ain't even sprinting

Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet

Brand-new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet

Two-hundred on the dash, get the fuck out my way

You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin', aha

Off-White on my body, it's the same colour linguine

I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini

I count a hundred bands a day, bitch I'm a money fan, yeah

The money love me, we together like an ampersand, yeah

Better stop slipping, you trippin' (trippin')

Might just slip walk on your pimpin (your pimpin)

See my second deal with life, but at this point it feels different

Fuck their OnlyFans, I'm tryna be your only fan

Glove on my right wrist, I make catches shit

Shawty know that I'm the man

Pull up in a 488 'Rari with Rika

It's bleeding red and can't forget she got a spider demeanor (spider)

Yeah, we some lions at this point, yeah, we just buying hyenas (hyenas)

Yeah, they just lying at this point, I never mind I distinguish (yeah)

This isn't a no fucking beamer

Jump out at the red light, do my dance I be like fuck these people (hey)

Really hood so fuck these people

I don't give a fuck about people

Everyday by my slime you people

Yak on Yak my crew be back to back

Yeah, in these streets you see them

Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet

Brand-new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet

Two-hundred on the dash, get the fuck out my way

You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin', aha

Off-White on my body, it's the same colour linguine

I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini

I count a hundred bands a day, bitch I'm a money fan

The money love me, we together like an ampersand, yeah