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chrxmediamonds - balenciaga jeans كلمات الأغنية

[intro: chrxmediamonds!]
(she’s moon dust)
wait, yeah
wait, yeah (yeah, hollup)
wait, yeah (yeah, hollup)
wait, yeah (yeah, hollup)
wait, yeah (yeah, hollup)
wait, yeah (yeah, hollup)
yeah, yeah, yeah (hollup, wait, yeah)

[chorus: chrxmediamonds!]
i’m doin that big race, i got an srt
he tryna steal my swag, he took that sh_t from me
you know my fit is crazy, balenciaga jeans
i did a lot of sh_t, i took that ecstasy
[verse 1: chrxmediamonds!]
just like trippie redd, i got molly in my water
she calling me daddy, but she know i ain’t her father
every week she begging me for prada that i bought her
glocky hit his side, i think that boy need a doctor
glocky write a book, just like i was a d_mn author
keep a 100 rounds, but a perk is what i offer
send me a lil beat, and you know i’m bout to slaughter
i’m searching for that treasure like i was a d_mn marauder
i’m searching for that booty, yeah jus like i was pirate
hop up on my jet, baby i could be the pilot
free them outta jail, this bouta be a riot
you know i can’t prevail, but i try to keep it private
i bought an ap, yeah i bought a rollie watch
he jus made a song, but that sh_t was a whole botch
i got a new chain, it complement balenci notch
i don’t got no pain, i wash the grillz with some scotch

[chorus: chrxmediamonds!]
i’m doin that big race, i got an srt
he tryna steal my swag, he took that sh_t from me
you know my fit is crazy, balenciaga jeans
i did a lot of sh_t, i took that ecstasy
i’m doin that big race, i got an srt
he tryna steal my swag, he took that sh_t from me
you know my fit is crazy, balenciaga jeans
i did a lot of sh_t, i took that ecstasy
[verse 2: kiddzay!]
hol up, yeah we took that ecstasy
if he talking crazy we gon pull up with a beam
ridin’ through yo hood and i gotcho b_tch with me
if you speak on gang, i’ma leave em in the street
choppa hit his head yeah we put his ass to sleep
they don’t wanna play me, i been balling like the heat
bust down on my wrist, yeah my sh_t looking clean
i do not f_ck with you so stop talking to me
blowing up racks, straight to the moon
if they want problems, i call up my goons
they ain’t talking, they ready to shoot
b_tches be sick, i stay immune
caught with a bl!ck, i’ll be home soon
i’m getting racks, like a tycoon
spinning the block, like a typhoon
choppa go pop, like a balloon
[?]
if he want problems, turn him to dust
[?]
b_tches be talking but i ain’t got trust
we getting money yeah that is a must
all on my d_ck, they wanna be us
she said she love me and i said that’s tough

- chrxmediamonds

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