Balenciaga Songtext
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Balenciaga Songtext
Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit, it cost me nada
Bitches always talking, I give them all nada
I′m so fly
I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don′t dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
Looking like a milli' but I only cost twenty
Smoking big gas
And damn it smell funny
Ain't a fucking thing that no one could tell me
I drop the fits and I drop the hits
Pull the alarm as soon as it′s lit
Bitches be pressed I make bitches sick
Bitches be mad I blow them a kiss
Drip everywhere on account of the clothes
I′m going dumb switch up on my flow
I be right up when I l'm down ten toes
Always make a lot of money selling out my shows
Anime lit
And I′m blessed with the drip
Baby biohazard
The slime go real quick
Money a knot and it look like a cyst
I smoke 'em big choppers, go get me a zip
Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada
I′m so fly
I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don′t dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
I take a sip
Sip apple juice
I know I'm fly
I know I'm cute
Bitches clout chase and they act hella rude
My priorities straight I don′t know about you
Is that Vetements?
Yves Saint Laurent?
Is it Off-White
Or Comme des Garçons?
My imagination
I do what I want
If I look broke
′Cause don't give a fuck
Is that Chanel
Or basic as hell?
Is that retail
Or is that resale?
I look so fly
You can′t even tell
They all spending money
I just get free, yeah
Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada
I'm so fly
I don′t even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit, it cost me nada
Bitches always talking, I give them all nada
I′m so fly
I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don′t dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
Looking like a milli' but I only cost twenty
Smoking big gas
And damn it smell funny
Ain't a fucking thing that no one could tell me
I drop the fits and I drop the hits
Pull the alarm as soon as it′s lit
Bitches be pressed I make bitches sick
Bitches be mad I blow them a kiss
Drip everywhere on account of the clothes
I′m going dumb switch up on my flow
I be right up when I l'm down ten toes
Always make a lot of money selling out my shows
Anime lit
And I′m blessed with the drip
Baby biohazard
The slime go real quick
Money a knot and it look like a cyst
I smoke 'em big choppers, go get me a zip
Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada
I′m so fly
I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don′t dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
I take a sip
Sip apple juice
I know I'm fly
I know I'm cute
Bitches clout chase and they act hella rude
My priorities straight I don′t know about you
Is that Vetements?
Yves Saint Laurent?
Is it Off-White
Or Comme des Garçons?
My imagination
I do what I want
If I look broke
′Cause don't give a fuck
Is that Chanel
Or basic as hell?
Is that retail
Or is that resale?
I look so fly
You can′t even tell
They all spending money
I just get free, yeah
Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada
I'm so fly
I don′t even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
Writer(s): Destiny Nicole Ortiz, Adam B Pallin, Tony Seltzer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com