Lyrics Soulja Boy – Balenciaga And Red Bottoms

Intro:
Soulja!
All I, do is count bands count bands bitch
Run up on me get your ass fanned bitch

Hook:
Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms
Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms
Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms
Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms

Verse:
Uh, rockin Balenciaga hop a rari
Uh, hop up out the rari rop a Maserati
Uh, thirty on me shawty shootin up the party
Aye, run up on lil soulja hit you with this forty
Aye, I be goin ham trappin out the state
Aye, runnin all this dope through the United States
Aye, and the next day I bet I beat the case
Aye, aye, aye, shoot yo ass up in yo face
Aye, ridin round town like I’m in a race
Aye, run up on me wrong get hit with this K
Aye, who the fuck is you I ain’t seen yo face!
Aye, shoot that fuck nigga dump him in the lake!
Aye aye, I be ridin round catching plays
Aye, you don’t know bout dre I shoot in broad day
Aye, call the cops boy you ain’t safe
Aye aye, catch you slippin knock out yo face
Aye, I be ridin round with that fuckin
Aye, run up on me wrong you could die today