Check
Iced out choker on my neck
So tight might need lipo
Red bottoms on my feet
I'm a walking typo
When the sun hit my ears
Turn it to a light show
Yeah, turn it to a light show
Hol' up
Wait
You thought that these fake
Everything on me you know it's VVS the grade
I got diamonds for you baby yeah my pinky lemonade
Neck and wrist so froze they think i started climate change
I'm starting whatever I want
Drip too hard i'll never not flaunt
Swerving lanes drop top push start
Living my life like I'll never get caught
Oh
And they think that I'm way too cocky last name Balotelli
Got to phones on me I still will not pick up my celly
So call me back and leave a voicemail if you want
But the odds of me answering always gonna be slim to none
Cause i got dreams, money chasing
Fornicating all my ones
What you mean that you is famous just cause you be toting guns
I don't got time for that
Mind for that
The way you be going I'm fine with that
I be on my own path Wall Street money got my paper stack
She's telling me to play it back
She says that she loves this track
Yeah
She says that she loves this track
Iced out choker on my neck
So tight might need lipo
Red bottoms on my feet
I'm a walking typo
When the sun hit my ears
Turn it to a light show
Yeah, turn it to a light show
Hol' up
Wait
You thought that these fake
Everything on me you know it's VVS the grade
I got diamonds for you baby yeah my pinky lemonade
Neck and wrist so froze they think i started climate change
Lzke - Balotelli Lyrics
Lzke - Balotelli Lyrics
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Iced out choker on my neck
So tight might need lipo
Red bottoms on my feet
I'm a walking typo
When the sun hit my ears
Turn it to a light show
Yeah, turn it to a light show
Hol' up
Wait
You thought that these fake
Everything on me you know it's VVS the grade
I got diamonds for you baby yeah my pinky lemonade
Neck and wrist so froze they think i started climate change
I'm starting whatever I want
Drip too hard i'll never not flaunt
Swerving lanes drop top push start
Living my life like I'll never get caught
Oh
And they think that I'm way too cocky last name Balotelli
Got to phones on me I still will not pick up my celly
So call me back and leave a voicemail if you want
But the odds of me answering always gonna be slim to none
Cause i got dreams, money chasing
Fornicating all my ones
What you mean that you is famous just cause you be toting guns
I don't got time for that
Mind for that
The way you be going I'm fine with that
I be on my own path Wall Street money got my paper stack
She's telling me to play it back
She says that she loves this track
Yeah
She says that she loves this track
Iced out choker on my neck
So tight might need lipo
Red bottoms on my feet
I'm a walking typo
When the sun hit my ears
Turn it to a light show
Yeah, turn it to a light show
Hol' up
Wait
You thought that these fake
Everything on me you know it's VVS the grade
I got diamonds for you baby yeah my pinky lemonade
Neck and wrist so froze they think i started climate change
Iced out choker on my neck
So tight might need lipo
Red bottoms on my feet
I'm a walking typo
When the sun hit my ears
Turn it to a light show
Yeah, turn it to a light show
Hol' up
Wait
You thought that these fake
Everything on me you know it's VVS the grade
I got diamonds for you baby yeah my pinky lemonade
Neck and wrist so froze they think i started climate change
I'm starting whatever I want
Drip too hard i'll never not flaunt
Swerving lanes drop top push start
Living my life like I'll never get caught
Oh
And they think that I'm way too cocky last name Balotelli
Got to phones on me I still will not pick up my celly
So call me back and leave a voicemail if you want
But the odds of me answering always gonna be slim to none
Cause i got dreams, money chasing
Fornicating all my ones
What you mean that you is famous just cause you be toting guns
I don't got time for that
Mind for that
The way you be going I'm fine with that
I be on my own path Wall Street money got my paper stack
She's telling me to play it back
She says that she loves this track
Yeah
She says that she loves this track
Iced out choker on my neck
So tight might need lipo
Red bottoms on my feet
I'm a walking typo
When the sun hit my ears
Turn it to a light show
Yeah, turn it to a light show
Hol' up
Wait
You thought that these fake
Everything on me you know it's VVS the grade
I got diamonds for you baby yeah my pinky lemonade
Neck and wrist so froze they think i started climate change
Writer: Luke Amodeo
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