Dungarees

Flexing on these **** why they mad a me?

Dressed in all Balenci you rock tacky tees

I just popped her cherry like a daiquiri

I just ran me up a 10 that shit factually (Yeah)

Heard you dissed me on the gram and I seen it (Yeah)

I'm on a cruise I’m on the deck and she eat seamen (Uh Yeah)

Swinging on to block with trees like a lemur (Uh Yeah)

I had to bitch up on her knees she bending femurs (Uh Yeah)

Freaky bitch she tossing salad eating caesars (Uh Yeah)

These **** can’t see me took his eyes like jeepers creepers

Number 9 jeans, White tee, Balenci creepers

Bad bitch, she be catching balls, Derek Jeter

All my hoes in love wit me

I put number 9 on all my dungarees

Gotta model bitch she feel like summer breeze

All my **** they be swiping they don’t pay the fee

QR code they punching me

Huh huh huh huh

Hit my line ho I'm anybody killer now

It's all black up on my body, plastic on the ground

I could never let it slide not on no playground

Sent a ol' gal a band to never speak to me again

She don’t deserve the "D" that's why I pass it to ha friends (on God)

Leave em high em dry you know I'm on my bends

A blackstar hoe I'm fading into my ends

All my hoes in love wit me

I put number 9 on all my dungarees

Gotta model bitch she feel like summer breeze

All my **** they be swiping they don’t pay the fee

QR code they punching me