Rubbertoe - Senor Balenciaga Lyrics

Oh no, I can't talk to you no more
All this money, it keeps coming through the door
You know that I never ever fold under pressure
Ratatouille how I chase the cheddar
Oh no, I can't talk to you no more
All this money, it keeps coming through the door
You know that I never ever fold under pressure
Ratatouille how I chase the cheddar

How my diamond ring so fat, its cause I got the racks
All this money, all this money, man you know I earn all that
Moving all the work and I'm flipping all the bricks
Soft fella try to beef and I send him to the pits

All my gems like Fiji, multicoloured that's on rainbow
Feeling like DaBaby, I prefer to keep repeat the flow
Senor Balenciaga, best believe the fit's too cold
Senor Balenciaga, best believe it's Rubbertoe

Came over one time and what did you find
All of these watches, got nothing but time
I keep a stick and I might leave him crying
Look at his teeth man, they naked, no diamonds

Oh no, I can't talk to you no more
All this money, it keeps coming through the door
You know that I never ever fold under pressure
Ratatouille how I chase the cheddar
Oh no, I can't talk to you no more
All this money, it keeps coming through the door
You know that I never ever fold under pressure
Ratatouille how I chase the cheddar

All white Lambo Countach and I souped it up
In the kitchen, mixing up some drank, you know I whip it up
Drove a tesla in the morning, in the night behind a truck
All my food exotic, I might go get me some duck

Some rubies in the watch face, whole lotta red
Never sleep at night, so my face is looking dead
Just me and my dogs, just like Shaggy and Fred
So educated, that I talk for Ted

So many racks, you bet I'm filling up a vault
Everything a bop, nothing I do contains a fault
So many racks you bet I'm filling up a vault
Everything a bop, nothing I do contains a fault

Oh no, I can't talk to you no more
All this money, it keeps coming through the door
You know that I never ever fold under pressure
Ratatouille how I chase the cheddar
Oh no, I can't talk to you no more
All this money, it keeps coming through the door
You know that I never ever fold under pressure
Ratatouille how I chase the cheddar