Ballet lyrics

[Chorus: Karlae]
Dancin' on these b*tches like I'm doing ballet
Brand new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
200 on the dash, get the f*ck out my way
You just what the f*ck I want, don't give a f*ck what you're sayin'
Off white on my body, it's the same color linguine
I got these n*ggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, b*tch 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 b*tches no trying
Yeah it's a diddy b*tch and I'm with the sh*t
Ain't scared to do no poppin'
There's some b*tches that floded on me and they hating now
Know some n*ggas that tried to play me got them begging now, yeah
(There's some b*tches that floded on me and they hating now)

[Verse 2: Karlae]
Looking like a little angel
Try me, sh*t get dangerous
And if they're trying to hit the rodeo I pull up bring the love
Grease my body with the hundreds b*tches 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 b*tch, you on my seat this thrown made for a queen
Money my first language, we don't talk the same f*ck 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 b*tches like I'm doing ballet
Brand new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
200 on the dash, get the f*ck out my way
You just what the f*ck I want, don't give a f*ck what you're sayin', aha
Off white on my body, it's the same color linguine
I got these n*ggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, b*tch 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
f*ck their OnlyFans, I'm tryna be your only fan
Glove on my right wrist, I make catches sh*t
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 f*cking beamer
Jump out at the red light, do my dance I be like f*ck these people (Hey)
Really hood so f*ck these people
I don't give a f*ck 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 b*tches like I'm doing ballet
Brand new Lamborghini pass the keys to valet
200 on the dash, get the f*ck out my way
You just what the f*ck I want, don't give a f*ck what you're sayin'
Off white on my body, it's the same color linguine
I got these n*ggas thirsty tryna drink me like a martini
I count a hundred bands a day, b*tch I'm a money fan
The money love me, we together like an ampersand
Yeah