
Tekst piosenki
[intro]
Just dont look at me
[hook: tommy polo]
Gorgeous
Pull up in side by side porsches
300 horses
Crib is the size of a fortress
Driving the lane and I’m scoring
360 windmill, and I’m feeling like wilt, and I’m balling, I’m balling
I’m Balling, I’m balling
Bitch, I’m Gorgeous
We pull up in side by side porsches
300 horses
Crib is the size of a fortress
Driving the lane and I’m scoring
360 windmill, and I’m feeling like wilt, and I’m balling, I’m balling
I’m Balling, I’m balling
And I’m balling
[verse 1: yung jetlag]
I’m a birdcaller, with all these bricks
I’m a stock broker with all the chips
Different colour powders and they ain’t fun dip
I got heat on deck and I don’t need no bic
These blunts they resemble burritos
Your rhymes they all cheesy like cheetos
In the freezer I got stinky reefers
I got stacks, not pringles, monifa
See the boof dissappear like poof
Stacking up cash, higher than your roof
You boys say you hard, but I know your just a goof
You got some lies on tracks you ain’t got no proof
I’m huffing on gas
You smoking on trash
Sip lean out a flask
Slip on the ski mask
I got gas in the back
Blow thrax through the cracks
I trap off a mac
And I never lack
[hook]











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