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balenci (remix) - 1kombo lyrics

[intro: kombo]
(treyway) ayy, yeah
know what i’m saying, you know
trey on the beat you know what i’m saying (yeah)
ayy let’s get it (mm)

[verse 1: diortrey]
pull up in a srt and roll with the squad
ball so hard and i feel like a muhf*ckin boss
me and my n*ggas you know that we counting the guap
gotta race to the top, gotta race to the top, gotta race to the top
she want balenci’, balenci’, balenci’, balenci’, balenci’, balenci’, balenci’ (balenci)
my shawty bad she stunning, came from nothing to something
i really came from nothing to something, i got these racks and i’m balling
i’ma go ball like bronny, i’m a pull up in a two*seater rari
me and your shawty step in the party
we getting st*rdy, ayy, st*rdy, st*rdy, st*rdy, st*rdy
ayy, me and my n*ggas we getting too turnt up
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: kombo]
yeah, i’ma hop into a benz then i hop into a rari’
dat b*tch she got no more friends told that b*tch come give me sloppy
hopped out my muhf*ckin benz, hopped out my muhf*ckin audi
all of my n*ggas they k!llin ain’t no one finna be sorry
i got some r’s in this bag now i be feeling like carti
givenchy givenchy givenchy the sh*t that i rock, know that that sh*t extra ‘nary
i got the racks in the middle feeling more richer than roddy
told that b*tch that i said welcome, welcome straight into the party
[verse 3: j2hard]
this ain’t even my type of beat
i’m just tryna get cash, then repeat
balenci’, balenci’, balenci’ it’s all on his feet
that n*gga talkin’ hot but won’t bring the heat
that n*gga talkin’ hot but won’t bring the heat
they sayin’ i suck but you n*ggas cannot compete
you doing too much that’s why you can’t roll with the team

[verse 4: brandon bbs]
walk in
tryna get something started
new choppa is retarted
should we pull up in the srt or should we hop up in a rari
i am a playboy, call me carti
you tryna go cop it, i already bought it
i don’t stop working, cause i do not clock in
they tell me to release it, they want to drop it
crazy, all the talk don’t phase me
hit the woah, like i’m lil baby
trace me, if you can you can chase me
messed up in the head, i’m brazy
yeah, cause i’m slime like thugger
gotta run it up and get this money

[verse 5: kombo]
that b*tch be getting excited, i don’t wanna be your mari
i’m tryna run up my bands but my name is not sonic
the way that she bussing it down sh*t feel hard just like my carti’
like don toliver i think that that b*tch feeling naughty
i got cash man, i got racks man keep that stack man
eating my bands like pacman, he talking sh*t that’s cap man
sippin this lean like kankan, i’m just tryna get a bag man
racks too much inside of my bag, i don’t know why that sh*t can’t fold
and i be making these plays, my name not f*cking d rose
and he tryna say he got more money than me but that sh*t is a joke
n*ggas broke*broke begging for promo
i got hoes*hoes, i got those*those
acting like hoes*hoes sh*t is a joke*joke
i’ma pull up on him, pistol tote*tote
[verse 6: j2hard]
yeah my n*ggas we be rollin
100 we ain’t foldin
big drip like the ocean
and you know this sh*t is the motive
yeah this rap sh*t is the motive
n*ggas keep on talkin why you startin the commotion
i feel like i’m chosen
yeah, yeah

[verse 8: kombo]
i be stuntin, i be stuntin
hop in the rari, the top drop
i be bussin, got these b*tches on me
and they f*cking, yeah, yeah

- 1kombo lyrics

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