Balmain

[Intro]
Yuh
4/5 shit, Campaign Bidness
(I don't know what it is about him)

[Hook x4]
Ah mane
She want that Balmain
She got a tall frame
Hands in my pants
I call that ball game
She know all I ball
Weight

[Verse 1]
Ah mane, turn on a deal like a card game
Keepin' it raw like it's cocaine
Forever trill like I'm propane
I got it all off the campaign
Splash on a bitch like a damn stain
I'm from the South where we grip grain
Candy paint drip when I switch lanes
And I'm still tippin' on 4-4's
Pull up they aksin for photos
Pull it and leave with 'bout 4 hoes
I used to trap, had a block so
Now I get paid when I hit the road
I don't be switchin' bros
I had to switch my phone
I'm in a different zone
Car call it give and go
That's like a pick and roll
Gimme the ball and you know I'm finna score
Feelin' like Mike when he hit the last shot
Came up from nothin' surrounded by have-nots
Went out and got it, I ain't on my ass nah
They wanna book me, they gotta have the bag now
Campaign Bidness, we know we stay them racks like it's tennis
I call the play run it back like I'm Emmitt
These niggas fake, they ain't real like a scrimmage
My bitch the baddest we bein' specific

[Hook x4]
Ah mane
She want that Balmain
She got a tall frame
Hands in my pants
I call that ball game
She know all I ball
Weight

[Verse 2]
She know I'm ballin' like NBA
I used to trap, sell a P a day
Now I sell verses, I made a way
Followed my shot, I ain't fade away
It used to be dark, now it's brighter days
I mapped it out, 'fore I ran a play
We goin' up like a elevator
Look out for my team, tryna elevate 'em
I know they mad, cuz I'm what they not
Feelin' like X, ho I pull off the lot
Pull up in my hood and it's already cocked
Gucci bandana, put one in yo' top
Ran up them bandz, my pops in the can
Take care of the fam and that make you a man
You gotta stay solid, you gettin' the jam
When you in the streets, shit don't go as you planned
Niggas gon' hate, but I'm ballin' regardless
When I say ballin' I'm talkin' like Harden
I do this often
'proach us with caution
Even tho he think I'm on I'll off him
If they sleepin' let 'em sleep in a coffin
I'ma a beast, every beat I be doggin'
Off the leash, now we goin' retarded
Drop the beat, watch I turn into Jordan

[Hook x4]
Ah mane
She want that Balmain
She got a tall frame
Hands in my pants
I call that ball game
She know all I ball
Weight