Lil Keed - Balenciaga lyrics

[Intro: Lil Keed] Aye where you get that beat from? Mooktoven! Lets go KeedToven [Hook: Lil Keed] (Keed talk to em!) Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', watch yo' shoes Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', south boy too Yeah yeah, his gun visible, he not gon' shoot Yeah yeah, peanut bu*ter seats, yeah its out the coupe Yeah sticks on him and the shooter made the news Smokin' [?] in a lil' bitty coupe, I dropped the roof [?] a band of blue cheese n***a, I don't like it loose And my b**hes they got pretty feet, they don't own shoes Worry bout that, this ain't that Worry bout that, where yo' check at? Worry bout that, worry bout that You worried bout this, and this ain't that [Verse 1: Lil Keed] In that space coupe, free that n***a Ralph We go way back like a sun roof, all these b**hes rubbin' on me I feel like I'm at [?], get that paper upfront Before I even walk through (Keed talk to em!) Lets go, me and my dog gonna get bands Me and my dog f** these hoes by the ten It just me and my dog in that mof**in' Benz I can't wait for my dog to get out that f**in' can [Hook: Lil Keed & 21 Savage] (Keed talk to em!) Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', watch yo' shoes Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', south boy too Yeah yeah, his gun visible, he not gon' shoot Yeah yeah, peanut bu*ter seats, yeah its out the coupe Yeah sticks on him and the shooter made the news Smokin' [?] in a lil' bitty coupe, I dropped the roof [?] a band of blue cheese n***a, I don't like it loose And my b**hes they got pretty feet, they don't own shoes Worry 'bout that, this ain't that Worry 'bout that, where yo' check at? (bought a vet) Worry 'bout that (bought a vet), worry 'bout that (straight up) You worried 'bout this (straight up, straight up), and this ain't that [Verse 2: 21 Savage] Yeah yeah, dropped my first mixtape and bought a vet Bought a 85 cutlers off a crack Balenciaga with Chanel, I mismatched I'm Slaughter Gang dont get stabbed in your back Ridin' with a K, draco, call it lowercase Baby momma got a [?] she dont tote [?] "Savage, how you get your stain up?" n***a even play "Savage, why nobody wanna front you nothin'?" Cause I used to take Balenciaga make yo' b**h wanna choose up Im in Hollywood hills with a shoe tuck I smoke dead people, I dont smoke hooka f** with our gang, I'm a dog, don't get chewed up Saint Laurent on my back, this ain't fake n***a Im on Cleveland with Lil Keed and the snakes, n***a Play with me, get long lived, from your name, n***a Up eight figures, so I stopped wearing chains, n***a [Hook: Lil Keed] (Keed talk to em!) Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', watch yo' shoes Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', south boy too Yeah yeah, his gun visible, he not gon' shoot Yeah yeah, peanut bu*ter seats, yeah its out the coupe Yeah sticks on him and the shooter made the news Smokin' [?] in a lil' bitty coupe, I dropped the roof [?] a band of blue cheese n***a, I don't like it loose And my b**hes they got pretty feet, they don't own shoes Worry bout that, this ain't that Worry bout that, where yo' check at? Worry bout that, worry bout that You worried bout this, and this ain't that [Verse 3: Lil Keed] Choppa will blast that, I got all this f**in' paper on me I don't even cash out, went out the other day Drippin', n***a the trash [?], yeah you hear them pipes On that f**in' Hellcat, young n***a sh** Ridin' round with a f**in' gat, you ain't k**in' sh** You ain't even need a f**in' strap, you ain't real as me He ain't ever gave the [?] back, put the hood on my back Put the hood on the map, comin' for the biggest bag [Hook: Lil Keed] (Keed talk to em!) Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', watch yo' shoes Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin', south boy too Yeah yeah, his gun visible, he not gon' shoot Yeah yeah, peanut bu*ter seats, yeah its out the coupe Yeah sticks on him and the shooter made the news Smokin' [?] in a lil' bitty coupe, I dropped the roof [?] a band of blue cheese n***a, I don't like it loose And my b**hes they got pretty feet, they don't own shoes Worry bout that, this ain't that Worry bout that, where yo' check at? Worry bout that, worry bout that You worried bout this, and this ain't that