Slimn Major - Ballmain (feat. King Jvmez)

Put some balmains on my jeans
Iced out all the team we keep it lit
Want a richard milli on my wrist
I'm just playing I don't really give a shit
It's just to keep me with the drive just like tesla
We ten toes on the ground they can't test us
Think I should really get control on my temper
We came up winning with no help they can't contain us
She a bhadie fly her to Abu Dhabi on a jet
She don't love me she just want the money and the sex
Can't come at me coz you know i'm rolling with the set
Gunning for the top floor gotta get it won't relent
Cop a patek philippe can't fuck with squad yeah
Aye, aye
Hold it up shine with ease we coming that clean yeah
Aye, aye
Came from the bottom, straight to the top
We fuck up the comas yeah eah
Don't want not drama
Dropping them bangers, just like osama yeah eah
Load a clip and i'm gon shoot
Gunning for the moon
I done worked for mines i paid the dues
Mobbing after school
Hit the stu
They ain't got clue
I'm with the gang for real
I think these things will heal my sores
And keep my pain concealed yeah
I got lotta friends turn to enemies
I been in my zone on my own tryna get the cheese
I been so cold minus ten degrees
Tryna stack it up and bag it up then we gon let em see yeah
Aye
Put some balmains on my jeans
Iced out all the team we keep it lit
Want a richard milli on my wrist
I'm just playing I don't really give a shit
It's just to keep me with the drive just like tesla
We ten toes on the ground they can't test us
Think I should really get control on my temper
We came up winning with no help they can't contain us
Ice on my neck and it glisten
Bitch i am too far from lame
Purple drink in my system
But we still ever green
Told that bitch i know you want it
Whipped it out she started sucking
Every day we out here balling
Hundred racks you know it's nothing
I can't live twice, so i live right
Repping the gang they know it's for life
I cop a new wag i am calling the shots but still i'll be wise
If a nigga talk, pull up with the dawgs
We kill them on sight
Damn I just might, be the greatest alive
Loyal to the cash, like hoes with the bags
Bitch i can't look back wo to the trap
Put my city on the map
Bitch i am the man
I'm talking facts
Ama let you run the math
Might just go on vacay with my boo thing
Kinging up with the gang gang know we run things
Motherfuckers tryna do it like me but they too lame
Tell this niggas better put some respect on my name yeah
Put some balmains on my jeans
Iced out all the team we keep it lit
Want a richard milli on my wrist
I'm just playing I don't really give a shit
It's just to keep me with the drive just like tesla
We ten toes on the ground they can't test us
Think I should really get control on my temper
We came up winning with no help they can't contain us

Written by:
King James, Leodeen Assani

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