Lyrics Balmain Biker - Lil Gnar

Balmain Biker

Uh, shit, shit
Walking around with a double cup
All of these kids, they feel it all (Yeah)
Promethazine and rolling up
I know the rage is what they want (Want)
Come to your town, we breaking out (Out)
Uh, starting riots, all my niggas, they fighting (Uh, fighting)
Bring the water in my chain just like Posedien (Uh)
Spark the blunt, get high, where the lighter?
(Lighter)
Lamborgini doing donuts, that’s a death trap (Skrrt, skrrt)
The Gnarly at Goyard gon' have to acknowledge it (Shit, shit)
Doubled up, doubled up, doubled up (Doubled up)
I hit the pot with a uppercut (Uppercut)
Don’t even know what she faded off (Faded off)
She off the Molly, feeling her body, feeling her bones, oh
I get them bands, I’m going up, straight to the moon
Astronaut high, though, come be a rider
Matte black Balmains, I look like a biker
Foreign hoes, yeah, that’s all that we know
Rock shows everywhere that I go
Don’t know, all the diamonds, they froze (Shit, shit)
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up (Shit)
I get the work, make it double up (Double up)
Shoot it if you making double dutch (Double dutch)
Shit, shit, I get bands no stopping (Shit)
Fresh to death, no stylist (Stylist)
I’ma die a legend (Legend)
White girls off the acid like I’m Jimmy Hendrix (Hendrix)
Rock star, thunderstruck, like I’m AC/DC (DC)
Your baby mama can’t wait to meet me (Way, shit, shit)
23 shots, I don’t miss like Jordan
Twelve bands on your head just to make sure they don’t miss
Half of my left wrist cost your mama’s mortgage
Couple shooters in the cut, R.I.P.
to Fredo (Fah, fah)
Staring at my grip too long, you might get pneumonia (Damn)
Fuck with Johnny Dang, bust down my favorite water
Foreign hoes, yeah, that’s all that we know
Rock shows everywhere that I go
Don’t know, all the diamonds, they froze (Shit, shit)
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
I get the work, make it double up (Double up)
Shoot it if you making double dutch (Double dutch)