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Balenciaga Challenge
by 6LACK

Listen, okay? Let me just say this
If a nigga wanna fuck with me, he gon' fuck with all of me
He ain't gon' fuck with me sometimes
He gon' fuck with me at all motherfuckin' times, period!
I ain't going for none of that bullshit
You know, these niggas be out here tryna play mind games and shit with a bitch
Like, I ain't got time for that!
You know what I'm saying? I ain't got time for that!
Niggas ain't the only one that's getting money too, like
Bitches is getting money too, nigga!
My time is money, nigga!
Don't waste my time, nigga!

I am not like these niggas, I be Penicillin in the cut (woo)
That mean no chillin' and then cut (woo)
Made a million in the cut (woo!)
I'm Balenciaga challenge
Tryna find my balance
Offset with the bag
That mean I ain't outside (woo)
My melodies cuttin' from everything I came from
They talking to God, everything I got came from Him
Ain't no fatigue in my blood
It's just a lot of weed in my blood
Had to finish
Keep running your mouth like academics
It's a everyday struggle
But I still remain humble
We can compare and all that
But you know they ain't all that, ayy
(Ay, ay, ay, yeah, ay)

I pick up the pace, up the pace
I can never take a break (take a, break)
Then I brought my trouble where I stay
So I cannot run away, yeah
I pick up the pace, up the pace
I can never take a break (take a, break)
Then I brought my trouble where I stay
So I cannot run away

800 racks in my safe (racks)
Used to have dope in the base (dope)
Nigga, I'm a North Side native (north)
I was never understood, they hated (no)
Grow dope with the wolves, we be slavin' (wolves)
'Cause the P got shot and couldn't make it (pow)
I had case after cases (case)
I never switched up, 'cause I'm gangsta (rah)
These diamonds is hues like Langston
I wear diamonds and gold 'cause we ancient (ancient)
She wanna expose me, she anxious (expose)
Had to cut off my bro on some lame shit
It keep burning my soul that he lane switched (girl)
These rings a trophy, a banquet (yeah)
I'm geeked up on Codeine, I can't quit
Gotta bust down Patek, a plain bitch
Had 'em bust that bitch, what her name is?
And my G-O with the gang is
You that we on, that's dangerous
I'm having thoughts of knockin' 'em off, my mind is cautious
I had a heart 'til grandma had died and now I am heartless (heartless, hey)
I'm movin' smart, my money colossus (yeah)

I pick up the pace, up the pace
I can never take a break
Then I brought my trouble where I stay
So I cannot run away, yeah
I pick up the pace, up the pace
I can never take a break
Then I brought my trouble where I stay
So I cannot run away

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jakob Rabitsch, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr., Taylor Max Wenck, Trevor Slade

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