Jae Tips - Balmain Visuals lyrics

Snapback and my tats showing You lock her down you Bruce Bowen I'm Ralph Lauren I'm Rick Owen The champagne just keep pouring I'm in here the boy glowing I'm A1 and ya b**h knowing She balenciaga I Jordan 4 ing Balmaining my denim foreign No redbull in my cup Demons all in my head I'm toasting straight to all my bucks My child hood was rough All my friends trap or locked up So I'm out here and I'm stuck counting my blessing with my luck My blessing with my luck For my n***as I be grinding Grew up throwing that diamond Traded basketball for rhyming So I skip lines And Get free sh** They said I wasn't gone be sh** But guess I am the sh** I am the sh** Guess what I am the sh** [Hook] Top down and my b**h bad Birkin is my b**h bag Never tripping I mix match Rozay we sip that I rap good I f** better All my exxes miss that All my exxes miss that All them b**hes miss that [Verse 2] Yea n***a My b**h name amber Her boyfriend work overnight So at night she my dancer I throw Singles She make it shake She hit the ground she make it quake I buss it open Then hit the bank My new sh** so mean I use to rock miskin Now I soho with yo queen I'm outhchea with this green Spending cheetah And chasing my Dreams f** what u heard f** wat u mean f** what u said f** with this green Talking paper I understand Want a feature I want a band Uncle Sam ain't got sh** on me Got another girl From italy And all her friends in to me We f** fight She got a man too So She gotta get rid of me At a certain time I'm out the door At a certain time I'm out the door At a certain time I'm out the door These Voices all in my head And these b**hes wanting my bread Got these voices all in my head And these posers wanting me dead Got these voices all in my head Screaming f** rap and get street money Im who your man wanna be honey In my dopefeen and 3s homie