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, you on 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' (Trippin') Might just slip walk on your pimpin (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 (Spider) Yeah we some lions at this point, yeah we just buying hyenas (Hyenas) Yeah they just lying at this point, I never mind I distinguish (Yeah) This isn't a no fucking beamer Jump out at the red light, do my dance I be like fuck these people (Hey) 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 you 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