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Ugly Balenciaga’s Lyrics by Rome Streetz , from the album “Kiss The Ring“, music has been produced by Conductor Williams, and Ugly Balenciaga’s song lyrics are penned down by Rome Streetz & Conductor Williams.

Ugly Balenciaga’s Lyrics

Conductor

Real shit god, you niggas garbage, do better
Rock the blue sweater, keep a few hoes like Hugh Hefner
Hold a huge Heckler, let off two if it’s new pressure
I hold smoke, hollow flow to your low coat
Fuck a job, we robbed and sold dope
Ice on a gold rope
Fuck your life nigga, I two-piece the po’
I’m Smooth B, I sold Pete Rock for C-notes
Dice games in the staircase, ghetto casino
Was really on the scene doе, I know Pookie and Nino
I got G Money when I coppеd my first three Os
Locked up signs was throwin’ piss on the CO
Was told do all my dirt fo’ dolie and be low
Real shit, I had to build and scam just to get the dough
Play with the bread, I’ll blam your head like Bam Bam Bigelow
Really run this shit, every goddamn nigga know
If it ain’t my clique it’s slow, Griselda (Griselda)
Made a nice profit pushin’ paraphernalia
Switched, now it’s only audio dope that I sell ya
Fuck the police, never friendly with those that jail ya
Tryna fuck with me results in failure
Nigga

Shame what these lames do for dollars
Been played the game but the shit ugly like chunky Balenciagas
Takin’ risk just to stuff money in my joggers
Deep in the mix with dealers and robbers
Nigga
Shame what these lames do for dollars
Been played the game but the shit ugly like chunky Balenciagas
Takin’ risk just to stuff money in my joggers
Deep in the mix with dealers and robbers

Ayo
I want a mansion, with high ass ceilings the money dancin’
All about advancin’ my finances, I used to take chances
Throwin’ rocks at the prison cops my opposition
Got my spot clickin’ buyin’ oats and poppy, dropped the ticket
Pay for the demonstration, show you how to flip it
Drug gymnast, mixin’ powder like a chemist
Found myself dwellin’ on the dark side ’cause I was tempted
By the fly shit, that I’d do anything to get it
Raised by a single mother, pops an absentee
If I had some guidance, shit’d probably be different, the trap attracted me
They try to keep you blind to all the facts but I had to see
From where the grimy guys survive, the good face the tragedy

Conductor, we have a problem!
Conductor, we have a problem!
Conductor, we have a problem!


SONG INFO:

Song: Ugly Balenciaga’s
Album: Kiss The Ring (2022)
Singer: Rome Streetz 
Music: Conductor Williams
Lyrics: Rome Streetz & Conductor Williams



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