Balenciaga (feat. Fudok TB)
Tommy Hydra
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On the Grind, 18 Hydra, Fudok, eskere Moving bricks like Noriega Cooking beats in the bodega They call me Hydraciaga All white, Balenciaga Moving bricks like Noriega Cooking beats in the bodega They call me Hydraciaga All white, Balenciaga Boy you never heard this voice like that Yea i was the one with the black hat Acting like you didn't see me, i know you a rat Don't ask me where i was at I hate snitches, i hit them with a baseball bat Once you reveal where the plug at They'll do anything to copycat As it has happened to Snapchat, (Woah) Y'all sound the the fucking same Now it's time to change the game I prefer fame over money They prefer money over fame Cash would chase anyway my name Bro you so lame I wonder how you cannot be ashamed I conquered even before i came Secure the bag, this is what i aim I shine on you hoes, call me Gucci Mane (Gucci) Stars are aligned, everything is well timed There are so many mounts that i've climbed Working harder than your whole crew combined When it comes to music, i'm a mastermind One of a kind They know that, i don't have to remind If you don't believe that, nevermind Cause imma member of the On the Grind (Brrr, OG) Moving bricks like Noriega Cooking beats in the bodega They call me Hydraciaga All white, Balenciaga Moving bricks like Noriega Cooking beats in the bodega They call me Hydraciaga All white, Balenciaga Eskere, brrr On the Grind, 1-2, brrrah Ah, yea Resto con i mie negri nella city Yea, resto con i veri non voglio inviti Vieni vieni vieni vieni Tanto siete quattro scemi Tanto vali solo zero Sputo sui vostri quartieri Dai serio, facciamo i seri Pensi che il sogno si avveri? TB non teme sti freni, TB giovani guerrieri, Fai il negro del blocco Ma appena ti tocco ti metti a chiamare la police Ma manco ti tocco, manco ti racconto cos' ho fatto ad ogni tua bitch Ay, lei mi regala Supreme Ay, entro pure senza pin Ay, FK sex appeal Ay, pure dopo vodka e gin Ay, mi metto una giacca da 1k, non l'ho pagata A te 1k te lo regala mamma Ormai questo tempo no, non mi inganna Puoi starne certo che non cambio maglia Puoi starne certo che il lettino sbaglia Puoi starne certo fra che ti fumo e ti butto terra e ti schiaccio come sta paglia, Non mi fido di nessuno, non lo faccio per nessuno Ogni giorno fumo fumo fumo Mai leccato, piuttosto a digiuno (Brr)
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