Текст песни Karlae feat Yak Gotti - Ballet

[Chorus: Karlae]
Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet
Brand new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
200 on the dash, get the fuck out my way
You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin'
Off white on my body, it's the same color linguine
I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, bitch I'm a money fan
The money love me, we together like an ampersand
Yeah

[Verse 1: Karlae]
I beat up the bands like a fighter
Yeah, been killing these bitches no trying
Yeah it's a diddy bitch and I'm with the shit
Ain't scared to do no poppin'
There's some bitches that floded on me and they hating now
Know some niggas that tried to play me got them begging now, yeah
(There's some bitches that floded on me and they hating now)

[Verse 2: Karlae]
Looking like a little angel
Try me, shit get dangerous
And if they're trying to hit the rodeo I pull up bring the love
Grease my body with the hundreds bitches know I'm lotioned up
Know that they ain't built like this I told them they ain't slime enough
That's a bad bitch, youon my seat this thrown made for a queen
Money my first language, we don't talk the same fuck you mean
Circle tighter than cheerios, you a goofy you don't fit in it
I run them in every race, look
I ain't even sprinting

[Chorus: Karlae & Yak Gotti]
Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet
Brand new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
200 on the dash, get the fuck out my way
You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin', aha
Off white on my body, it's the same color linguine
I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, bitch I'm a money fan, yeah
The money love me, we together like an ampersand
Yeah

[Verse 3: Yak Gotti]
Better stop slipping, you trippin'
Might just slip walk on your pimpin
See my second deal with life but at this point it feels different
Fuck their OnlyFans, I'm tryna be your only fan
Glove on my right wrist, I make catches shit
Shawty know that I'm the man
Pull up in a 488 Rari with Rika
It's bleeding red and can't forget she got a spider demeanor
Yeah we some lions at this point, yeah we just buying hyenas
Yeah they just lying at this point, I never mind I distinguish
This isn't a no fucking beamer
Jump out at the red light, do my dance I be like fuck these people
Really hood so fuck these people
I don't give a fuck about people
Everyday by my slime you people
Yak on Yak my crew be back to back
Yeah in these streets yoy see them

[Chorus: Karlae]
Dancin' on these bitches like I'm doing ballet
Brand new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
200 on the dash, get the fuck out my way
You just what the fuck I want, don't give a fuck what you're sayin'
Off white on my body, it's the same color linguine
I got these niggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, bitch I'm a money fan
The money love me, we together like an ampersand
Yeah