Balenciaga Store Closed Video (MV)

I just made Balenci' keep the store open
I just bought a Tesla with the wings and left the door open
It's always someone calling me
I'm high as God, probably
I'm BABY 5, bitch you out yo' mind, who you tryna be?

All-black mask, nigga I feel like I'm Darth Vader
Hit his leg, arm, shoulder, make him do the macarena
And my cup so toxic
I'll see you later in this V8 turbo, I'ma skrrt on a hater
And no ain't nobody like me
I'm BABY 5, baby, all these niggas gon' try to hype me
Put it on God man, I'ma hit 'em right now in a white tee
In all this red, baby
I'ma stand over that lil' boy right now, make sure he dead, baby
Bitch, we creep, creep, creep, creep, creep
We comin' out but we came deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
That power punch attached
Whole team look like a pile of rats
I got motion, mine advanced
And my passport probably stamped like twenty times to be exact
No, we don't smoke that Bubba shit
We pull off in wide-body, yeah, burn off that rubber shit
You can't even hide, probably yo' baby momma gon' tell this shit
And that's so cold now
We slide through with that thunder kit
Come f*ck yo' soul up
Swear this spendin' shit so fun to me
But I hate your coat
And I get geeked up on all type of shit
When I'm alone
I just took a picture, fifty cash, photobomb, huh
Sitting at the table with my phone, Corleone
I don't think I belong here, phone home, huh
I'm a extraterrestrian, yo' bitch is gone (gone)

I just made Balenci' keep the store open
I just bought a Tesla with the wings and left the door open
It's always someone calling me
I'm high as God, probably
I'm BABY 5, bitch you out yo' mind, who you tryna be?

Tiptoe, falling over
I got the soda, it's pourin' over
She never home, she always hoin'
I got the pour, I'm probably pourin'
Pass me the bottle, I'm probably scorin'
Fit cost too much for a ho
I'm f*ckin' raw 'til six in the morn'
I'm gone in that Ghost, ain't know I was gone
I'm gettin' geeked, you know what I'm on
I'm in way too deep, can't pick up my phone
She want some dick, girl, leave me alone
I'm gone to the bread, you know I'm a dog
She hop in the bed, she just like a frog
We get off the meds, we get in the zone
I'm chillin' with Jesus, we fly in the sky
You niggas Satanic, I'm higher than God (God)

I just made Balenci' keep the store open
I just bought a Tesla with the wings and left the door open
It's always someone calling me
I'm high as God, probably
I'm BABY 5, bitch you out yo' mind, who you tryna be?

I just made Balenci' keep the store open
I just bought a Tesla with the wings and left the door open
It's always someone calling me
I'm high as God, probably
I'm BABY 5, bitch you out yo' mind, who you tryna be?