Balanced

I can't lack in these
Streets gotta stay aware
Niggas ain't got no soul
They ain't playing fair
Keep that mothafuckin' sucka shit over there
Yeah I am one of a kind, I am very rare
I got strong shit it going for three a piece
Show you how to get racks yeah the recipe
Better keep you a switch when you on the East
If I ain't got the fire, he get over beat
Everybody gonna eat, oui Bon Appétit
Shoot you right in the face
I ain't gotta sneak
I been liftin' some weights
So I'm fuckin' weak

We done trapped out the spot
Had to breake a lеase
I be paying 500 for DRT's
I be sеlling these bags in some purple jeans
With a bad 'lil vibe and her hair is green
I'm the king of this shit I'ma reign supreme
Yeah better keep you a blick and
Be about that action
Better check on your car
Just incase of trackers
Better get off your ass
And make something happen i be beastin
These niggas you know I'm Shaq'in
With them loodthirsty killas I stay attackin'
All these carrots on me I should buy a rabbit
Yeah you know I stay low
I don't trust these maggots
It ain't nothin' but racks
In this Louie baggage
It ain't nothin' but P's
In this Fendi baggage
I been runnin' up these racks
I done got a calice
I been makin' these songs cause
I got some talent
Yeah I'm good and I'm evil, I'm well balanced
Met a bitch out in Cali, she love my accent
With my white boy from Humbe, he doin' acid
If you play with my family
You know I'm crashin'
In this motherfuckin' CH
You know I'm dashin'
And these police be some bitches
They stay harassin'
I paid 15k just for these Carti glasses
I like all of my vibes
With these tit's and asses
When the party get brighter
You know I'm smashin'
I be savin' up racks yeah I got a stash
And if you go against us
Then we gotta whack him
Where I'm from niggas cross you
Just like a baptist

I can't lack in these
Streets gotta stay aware
Niggas ain't got no soul
They ain't playing fair
Keep that mothafuckin' sucka shit over there
Yeah I am one of a kind, I am very rare
I got strong shit it going for three a piece
Show you how to get racks yeah the recipe
Better keep you a switch when you on the East
If I ain't got the fire, he get over beat
Everybody gonna eat, oui Bon Appétit
Shoot you right in the face
I ain't gotta sneak
I been liftin' some weights
So I'm fuckin' weak
We done trapped out the spot
Had to break a lease

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