Chriss Boo - Balenciaga

( Balenciaga Skit )

“It must be”
If I turn this s*** up im a f*** up these (uhh,cash)
If I turn this s*** up im a f*** up these (mhmm, mhmm)
(Like word)
Word (word)

If I turn this s*** up im a f*** up my Balenciaga’s (cash ! Uhh)
Almost out fell out I was smokin’ on zaza (Zaza)
Issa wide body so I double the parkin’ (skrt skrt skrt)
And don’t gotta be in it to start it
I’m In LA Like a (uhh)
Ain’t into sports why the f*** is they dodgin ( f*** is they dodgin’ ?)
I’m working around it , I made a way when
When N***** was clownin’


I need a new pack (aye fasure)
N**** just sold me the poop (fasure,fasure)
I was bussin’ but that s*** just f****** up the mood
F*** a Wanted poster im a go on the loose (word )
Amiri set up
Throwin’ the frank if they thought i was canceled
Grew up on tilt but i thought that was standard
Dem n***** cut throat off cameras
I feel like Wayne issa knife on the AK (knife on da Ak)
Just went BagAlert Krazy(BagAlert Crazy)
I aint been on the internet lately
Too many fake pages tryna bait me
Movin’ like DB cooper (mhm)
Got low in da jungle
If billy say f*** you , its f*** you ! (fuck you)
You ain’t on the label ion want nun from you (mhm)
Just bought some Louie member used to struggle (mhm, mhm)
Cause I could spend 360 ona buckle (like word)
I like dem Dior belts that come custom ( fasure!)
We in route heard they offered double (foreal)
I can not trust ( oouu )
You the typa n**** to cry when they cuff you
Hoppin’ out da slide doors when we slide
Lit so A FN stay inside da duffle

If I turn this s*** up im a f*** up my Balenciaga’s (cash ! Uhh)
Almost out fell out I was smokin’ on zaza (Zaza)
Issa wide body so I double the parkin’ (skrt skrt skrt)
And don’t gotta be in it to start it
I’m In LA Like a (uhh)
Ain’t into sports why the f*** is they dodgin ( f*** is they dodgin’ ?)
I’m working around it , I made a way when
When N***** was clownin’


Hit the stu with my trap funds
Im a spend money aslong as it stack up ( word ! Cash )
I ain’t pay for this back up
Kah that’s my brother like he was my dad son
Each play i had , I masked up
With take his chain if it don’t add up
N***** made me mad I made em madder
B**** I was a goon before a rapper
I heard I was worried
Same week I copped a 30 (aye,fasure)
High’d up tryna see what’s all the hype about bro off the yerky
S*** I got old shooters
Dell Curry , Fendi coat not Burberry
I know if it’s up it’s up but that n**** fasure scary (that snitch nigga)

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