BabyBalmainn - The M - Way lyrics

Yeah balmainn on em
Bitch I'm ballin on em

Yeah, pave the way yeah, pave the way

Young nigga sick i need a checkup
I talk bands boy you better get your racks up
It's bout time that I show
Them that I'm next up
I'm the big dog y'all niggas be the lil pups
They say that I ain't got it
But I know I got it
They had jumped on the jet but
Ain't know I'm the pilot
Yeah that hoe want to fuck but
She got too much mileage
I been dressing that drip ain't
No need for a stylist
I was born overseas but was
Raised in the islands
Turn of my phone I'm on a money diet
I'm making noise and all these niggas quiet
Dream of the day when I be flying private
I ran it up okay
I know we ain't cut the same
Got bands so what's the play
Might cop some drip today
My nigga slang that K
My next one move that weight
Fuck niggas got no say
Broke niggas can't relate run up a band
Fuck niggas mad i don't understand
Why these niggas so mad
I be getting that cash
I be getting that bread

I put my bitch in Amiri's
You put your bitch in Givenchy
She got a taste of that Dolce
Now she only want kick it the G way
Do the dash counting numbers the speed way
Know some niggas that want live the M way
Yeah we out chasing bags on the freeway
Leaking Fiji I'm fly like a blue jay
Me, shawties and money make three way
If I slide to the mall imma valet
Want to make 60 bands on a bad day
Ain't no copy and paste made my own wave
And you gone need a ticket to ride the wave
Member times I was praying for better days
Now I'm balling on niggas like Hardaway
Out the gutter yeah I had to pave the way