Every Balmain

L Beats

My name ain't Louis, but I'll strong-arm you niggas

Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong

Bitch, I think my nine broke

I got every Balmain top

Bitch, this dick is not yours

Sweater with the rhinestone

Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog

Damn near look like Tom Brady, yeah

If 12 pull up, we ain't related, dawg

If 12 pull up, we ain't related

Brand new baby, I surrogated

That money just keep on generatin', yeah

Ran up and I came in it

Givin' it to her raw

Say Ariel for Thanksgiving

I'ma switch your car, sweetie

I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business

That thing I rock be tailor fitted

Lil' shawty love to give me meddеd top

Pullin' up, Cullinan, all season

I ain't bluffin', I'm callin' it how I see it

My niggas do numbers, we undеfeated

Had everything but a mausoleum

Big bank on me like 2:00 a.m.

Fish tank look like museum

Shawty got me woozy

Girl, why you wore that two-piece?

Remember stealin' mopeds

The molly keep me on edge

Lil' shawty love to give me medded top

I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business

That thing I rock be tailor-fitted

Lil' shawty love to give me medded top

Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong

Bitch, I think my nine broke

I got every Balmain top

Bitch, this dick is not yours

Sweater with the rhinestone

Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog

Damn near look like Tom Brady, yeah

If 12 pull up, we ain't related, dawg

If 12 pull up, we ain't related

Brand new baby, I surrogated

That money just keep on generatin', yeah

(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

Cutthroat bear, Kodak play

I'm slayin' her, I'm slayin' her

You pussy niggas don't wear enough

I ain't even tryna get jammed up

Keep switchin' up, brand new Android

Feel like the feds be watchin' me everywhere I go, I'm paranoid

Still keep a nine millimeter on me

All my fingers got Super Bowl rings

How you gon'-, how are you sleepin' on me?

Lil' nigga, I do big ol' things

Mask on 'cause these bitches be sick

Racks on me, 'bout to pay for a hit

Keep hand sanitizer 'cause you niggas be dirty

Bet I get all of my Balmain early

Catch me outside, lil' nigga, it's lit

My P.O. fine, I'ma tell her to quit

She already know I got meth in my piss

Everybody know it be death in this bitch

Fuck what the paper say, that ain't my jit

If brady pull up, nigga, that ain't my stick

The police be askin' 'bout murders and shit

I'ma stand up, nigga, I'll take me a sit

Kill Bill, mam pam, prrrrt, grrt

I'm gleerious, they curious

I'm sweatin' up bitch, I respect my dick

I won't fuck no ho on her period

Shawty say she want CC, I ain't even got no email

I'm pullin' up, Cullinan, all season

Pullin' up, Cullinan, all season