CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Balenciaga
[Chorus]: Chris Sails
If a n***a want smoke, then we can go to war
Leave a n***a stretch on a boulevard
Hopping out of style in Balenciagas
Never catch me lacking b*t*h, I keep a chopper
[Verse 1]: Chris Sails
I can see the hate with a blindfold
I can count a million with my eye closed
I'm an alien, I'm in a different time zone
I done did some sh*t that only God knows
Only God knows, only God knows
Only God knows
And n***as show me how they rocking
Fighting the pressure, these drugs in my body
If a n***a want smoke then, we aiming for his noggin
Leave that pu**y topless
And if your gang want static
We gone let them b*t*hes have it
We gone let them b*t*hes have it
We gone let them b*t*hes have it
[Chorus]: Chris Sails
Cause, if a n***a want smoke, then we can go to war
Leave a n***a stretch on a boulevard
Hopping out of style in Balenciagas
Never catch me lacking b*t*h, I keep a chopper
[Verse 2]: Chris Sails
We got racks, we got jays n***a tell me what you need
I got goons, in the [?] n***a they'll shoot for me
Oh na na na
But we gone make it through the rain
Open scars fill my pain
I know my son need me but, I need you too
Fix your attitude 'fore I get this tool
pu**y n***a talking, he gone make the news
My brother keep the heat so Imma keep my cool
When they let my brother free, we gone do the fool
[Chorus]: Chris Sails
If a n***a want smoke, then we can go to war
Leave a n***a stretch on a boulevard
Hopping out of style in Balenciagas
Never catch me lacking b*t*h, I keep a chopper
[Verse 3]: Savay
Ain't talking Benihana but we keep them chopsticks
Broke b*t*hes at the mall, they don't even cop sh*t
I can't f**k with you because, you on that opp sh*t
Can't f**k with me back then but now, they see I'm popping
No I ain't religious but my shoes Christian
b*t*hes following the wave, I gotta move different
Shoes ain't gotta lace but, he still tripping
Keep a double cup on me I be lean sipping
For you n***as [?], my whole team winning
That rollie and that purse mmhm it don't cost sh*t
All my exes want me back cause I'm a boss b*t*h
Leave a n***a bloody when his set cripping
lane, no we swerving
Keep a Glock tucked, n***as lurking
Keep a strap on me in my Birkin
Now that pu**y dead, was it worth it
c*cky [?] and some curtains
My n***as in the field, steady working
n***as in the field steady working
Oh na na na
If a n***a want smoke, then we can go to war
Leave a n***a stretch on a boulevard
Hopping out of style in Balenciagas
Never catch me lacking b*t*h, I keep a chopper
[Verse 1]: Chris Sails
I can see the hate with a blindfold
I can count a million with my eye closed
I'm an alien, I'm in a different time zone
I done did some sh*t that only God knows
Only God knows, only God knows
Only God knows
And n***as show me how they rocking
Fighting the pressure, these drugs in my body
If a n***a want smoke then, we aiming for his noggin
Leave that pu**y topless
And if your gang want static
We gone let them b*t*hes have it
We gone let them b*t*hes have it
We gone let them b*t*hes have it
[Chorus]: Chris Sails
Cause, if a n***a want smoke, then we can go to war
Leave a n***a stretch on a boulevard
Hopping out of style in Balenciagas
Never catch me lacking b*t*h, I keep a chopper
[Verse 2]: Chris Sails
We got racks, we got jays n***a tell me what you need
I got goons, in the [?] n***a they'll shoot for me
Oh na na na
But we gone make it through the rain
Open scars fill my pain
I know my son need me but, I need you too
Fix your attitude 'fore I get this tool
pu**y n***a talking, he gone make the news
My brother keep the heat so Imma keep my cool
When they let my brother free, we gone do the fool
[Chorus]: Chris Sails
If a n***a want smoke, then we can go to war
Leave a n***a stretch on a boulevard
Hopping out of style in Balenciagas
Never catch me lacking b*t*h, I keep a chopper
[Verse 3]: Savay
Ain't talking Benihana but we keep them chopsticks
Broke b*t*hes at the mall, they don't even cop sh*t
I can't f**k with you because, you on that opp sh*t
Can't f**k with me back then but now, they see I'm popping
No I ain't religious but my shoes Christian
b*t*hes following the wave, I gotta move different
Shoes ain't gotta lace but, he still tripping
Keep a double cup on me I be lean sipping
For you n***as [?], my whole team winning
That rollie and that purse mmhm it don't cost sh*t
All my exes want me back cause I'm a boss b*t*h
Leave a n***a bloody when his set cripping
lane, no we swerving
Keep a Glock tucked, n***as lurking
Keep a strap on me in my Birkin
Now that pu**y dead, was it worth it
c*cky [?] and some curtains
My n***as in the field, steady working
n***as in the field steady working
Oh na na na
