Damedot - Balacananas lyrics
[Damedot - Balacananas lyrics]
Yeah, I'm just gon' say
Cause these some nice-ass tennis shoes
What the, what the fuck is them, man?
Hold up, what's their name?
Oh, I know, these are Balacananas
Huh, Backwood stuffed with a new opp
(With a new opp) she ain't like her body
Sent her to Miami to the tube shop (Mwah)
I'll show up with all shooters
Like a hoop squad
If you wanna take it there
We can take it there
Better cut the rules off
We ain't playin' fair (Hell nah)
New Balacananas, I'll takе a pair
Walk em in, pew pew, lеave em layin there
(Layin there)
I'm cleaner than a bitch
But I'm ridin' dirty (Yoom)
Ain't got time for no hate
So I'm ridin' thirty (Bah)
Fucked her at nine
Made her leave around nine-thirty
(You gotta go)
My bro can shoot too, he like Seth Curry
(Swish)
Pour champagne on the top of a bitch wig
All I do is ride big wheels like a big kid
(I'm a big kid)
Mixin' dog and some fentanyl
Get it mixed in
My bitch block niggas' shots
Worse than Big Ben
(Get that shit outta here)
Lam' truck sex is the best off a Percocet
I just got some neck, nutted quick
I'ma need a sec
The way my team keep going out of bounds
We gon' need a ref
Niggas say they out the way
Don't talk me to death
(Don't talk me to death)
The bitch that you love, she love me to death
(Ha ha ha) i put the press on you
They say it's death on you
(It's death on you)
You ain't verified when I put
A blue check on you
You only verified when the medic check on you
I'll have a set-up bitch put the neck on you
Hellcat (Yoom) , Hellcat (Skrrt) , Rolex, Maybach
Wait what? That go with the Patek
(That go with the Patek)
4MATIC, 300 black, this shit automatic
Jump out the whip lookin' like a
Whole check and some more shit
I only fucked her once, she still your bitch
(You can have her)
I don't mean change when I
Say I came four-nick (Blaow)
Really get it started, bitch, I got no sense
(Bitch) i'll pay your ho rent (Ho rent)
Huh, Backwood stuffed with a new opp
(With a new opp) she ain't like her body
Sent her to Miami to the tube shop
(Lift her shit up)
I'll show up with all shooters
Like a hoop squad (Woo)
If you wanna take it there
We can take it there
Better cut the rules off
We ain't playin' fair
(We ain't playin' fair)
New Balacananas, I'll take a pair
(Balacananas) if I break up with my bitch
I'ma take her hair
Love limited (Love limited) , pool infinity
I'ma keep it real
All my exes don't mean shit to me
(Swear to God)
This Cuban on my neck cost a sixty-piece
(Cost a sixty-piece) huh, she sucked me up
She thought I was doin' EDD
If the head right
DameDot be there every night
If the smoke on, nigga
We gon' spin every night
Fuck a money counter, nigga
I'ma count up every thousand
Hit Miami for a week, I spend every dollar
(I spend every dollar)
I can tell how she throw that ass
She tryna pay the bills (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Walkin' 'round the club barefoot, baby
Where your heels? (Where your heels at?)
We don't even count them hoes no more
We gotta weigh the pills
(Weight them bitches up)
You say you don't, but you love me, bitch
You fake as hell (You lyin')
I gotta come dub, I keep takin' L's
My shirt came from Virgil
Jeans came from Purple
This cup full of purple
Move and I'ma hurt you (Don't move)
I'ma keep it one hundun (One hundun)
RGS got the smoke, now who want some?
(Now who want some?)
Up the rup-a-bum-bum, make 'em run, run
(Rup-a-bum-bum)
She a smart bitch, but she got a dumb one
(Got a fatty)
Sam Bernstein, my money come lump sum (Woo)
Get a nigga hit with the stick
(With the stick)
This ain't Apple, when your
Shit get cracked, you can't get it fixed
(Hell nah)
Don't try my bitch, she got the blick
She'll send you to the gulag
Now you heaven-sent (Bah, bah)
Ride my dick while I talk shit
I'ma buy you somethin' (Mwah)
Nigga say he gon' do somethin' to me
Must be high or somethin' (Must be blowed)
Dog say he slid
Must've just rode by or somethin' (Yoom)
Cause no cap
I ain't even heard a shot or nothin'
(Ain't heard shit)
Balacananas man, sound that shit out, yo
Balacananas oh, no, Balacalalagias
Balacalagia these must be foreign shoes
(yeah, this them foreign bitches there, yo)
Yeah, this them yeah, they from foreign
They they foreign shoes
What them bitches is, Black?
This some Lakias, some shit like that
You worse than me
You worse than that nigga, man
It's Lia, it's Lia, whatever the fuck
I can't pronounce that (Man, those niggas)
Cause these some nice-ass tennis shoes
What the, what the fuck is them, man?
Hold up, what's their name?
Oh, I know, these are Balacananas
Huh, Backwood stuffed with a new opp
(With a new opp) she ain't like her body
Sent her to Miami to the tube shop (Mwah)
I'll show up with all shooters
Like a hoop squad
If you wanna take it there
We can take it there
Better cut the rules off
We ain't playin' fair (Hell nah)
New Balacananas, I'll takе a pair
Walk em in, pew pew, lеave em layin there
(Layin there)
I'm cleaner than a bitch
But I'm ridin' dirty (Yoom)
Ain't got time for no hate
So I'm ridin' thirty (Bah)
Fucked her at nine
Made her leave around nine-thirty
(You gotta go)
My bro can shoot too, he like Seth Curry
(Swish)
Pour champagne on the top of a bitch wig
All I do is ride big wheels like a big kid
(I'm a big kid)
Mixin' dog and some fentanyl
Get it mixed in
My bitch block niggas' shots
Worse than Big Ben
(Get that shit outta here)
Lam' truck sex is the best off a Percocet
I just got some neck, nutted quick
I'ma need a sec
The way my team keep going out of bounds
We gon' need a ref
Niggas say they out the way
Don't talk me to death
(Don't talk me to death)
The bitch that you love, she love me to death
(Ha ha ha) i put the press on you
They say it's death on you
(It's death on you)
You ain't verified when I put
A blue check on you
You only verified when the medic check on you
I'll have a set-up bitch put the neck on you
Hellcat (Yoom) , Hellcat (Skrrt) , Rolex, Maybach
Wait what? That go with the Patek
(That go with the Patek)
4MATIC, 300 black, this shit automatic
Jump out the whip lookin' like a
Whole check and some more shit
I only fucked her once, she still your bitch
(You can have her)
I don't mean change when I
Say I came four-nick (Blaow)
Really get it started, bitch, I got no sense
(Bitch) i'll pay your ho rent (Ho rent)
Huh, Backwood stuffed with a new opp
(With a new opp) she ain't like her body
Sent her to Miami to the tube shop
(Lift her shit up)
I'll show up with all shooters
Like a hoop squad (Woo)
If you wanna take it there
We can take it there
Better cut the rules off
We ain't playin' fair
(We ain't playin' fair)
New Balacananas, I'll take a pair
(Balacananas) if I break up with my bitch
I'ma take her hair
Love limited (Love limited) , pool infinity
I'ma keep it real
All my exes don't mean shit to me
(Swear to God)
This Cuban on my neck cost a sixty-piece
(Cost a sixty-piece) huh, she sucked me up
She thought I was doin' EDD
If the head right
DameDot be there every night
If the smoke on, nigga
We gon' spin every night
Fuck a money counter, nigga
I'ma count up every thousand
Hit Miami for a week, I spend every dollar
(I spend every dollar)
I can tell how she throw that ass
She tryna pay the bills (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Walkin' 'round the club barefoot, baby
Where your heels? (Where your heels at?)
We don't even count them hoes no more
We gotta weigh the pills
(Weight them bitches up)
You say you don't, but you love me, bitch
You fake as hell (You lyin')
I gotta come dub, I keep takin' L's
My shirt came from Virgil
Jeans came from Purple
This cup full of purple
Move and I'ma hurt you (Don't move)
I'ma keep it one hundun (One hundun)
RGS got the smoke, now who want some?
(Now who want some?)
Up the rup-a-bum-bum, make 'em run, run
(Rup-a-bum-bum)
She a smart bitch, but she got a dumb one
(Got a fatty)
Sam Bernstein, my money come lump sum (Woo)
Get a nigga hit with the stick
(With the stick)
This ain't Apple, when your
Shit get cracked, you can't get it fixed
(Hell nah)
Don't try my bitch, she got the blick
She'll send you to the gulag
Now you heaven-sent (Bah, bah)
Ride my dick while I talk shit
I'ma buy you somethin' (Mwah)
Nigga say he gon' do somethin' to me
Must be high or somethin' (Must be blowed)
Dog say he slid
Must've just rode by or somethin' (Yoom)
Cause no cap
I ain't even heard a shot or nothin'
(Ain't heard shit)
Balacananas man, sound that shit out, yo
Balacananas oh, no, Balacalalagias
Balacalagia these must be foreign shoes
(yeah, this them foreign bitches there, yo)
Yeah, this them yeah, they from foreign
They they foreign shoes
What them bitches is, Black?
This some Lakias, some shit like that
You worse than me
You worse than that nigga, man
It's Lia, it's Lia, whatever the fuck
I can't pronounce that (Man, those niggas)