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Balenciaga Video (MV)




Performed By: Princess Nokia
Length: 2:29
Written by: Destiny Nicole Frasqueri Ortiz




Princess Nokia - Balenciaga Lyrics
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Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit, it cost me nada
Bitches always talking, I give them all nada

I'm so fly, I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes

Looking like a milli' but I only cost twenty
Smoking big gas
And damn it smell funny
Ain't a f*cking thing that no one could tell me

I drop the fits and I drop the hits
Pull the alarm as soon as it's lit
Bitches be pressed I make bitches sick
Bitches be mad I blow them a kiss
Drip everywhere on account of the clothes
I'm going dumb switch up on my flow
I be right up when I'm down ten toes
Always make a lot of money selling out my shows

Anime lit
And I'm blessed with the drip
Baby biohazard
The slime go real quick
Money a knot
And it look like a cyst
I smoke 'em big choppers, go get me a zip

Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada

I'm so fly, I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes

I take a sip
Sip apple juice
I know I'm fly
I know I'm cute
Bitches clout chase
And they act hella rude
My priorities straight I don't know about you
Is that Vetements
Yves Saint Laurent?
Is it Off-White
Or Comme des Garcons?
My imagination
I do what I want
If I look broke
'Cause don't give a f*ck
Is that Chanel
Or basic as hell?
Is that retail
Or is that resale?
I look so fly
You can't even tell
They all spending money
I just get free, yeah

Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada

I'm so fly, I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
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Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit, it cost me nada
Bitches always talking, I give them all nada

I'm so fly, I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes

Looking like a milli' but I only cost twenty
Smoking big gas
And damn it smell funny
Ain't a f*cking thing that no one could tell me

I drop the fits and I drop the hits
Pull the alarm as soon as it's lit
Bitches be pressed I make bitches sick
Bitches be mad I blow them a kiss
Drip everywhere on account of the clothes
I'm going dumb switch up on my flow
I be right up when I'm down ten toes
Always make a lot of money selling out my shows

Anime lit
And I'm blessed with the drip
Baby biohazard
The slime go real quick
Money a knot
And it look like a cyst
I smoke 'em big choppers, go get me a zip

Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada

I'm so fly, I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes

I take a sip
Sip apple juice
I know I'm fly
I know I'm cute
Bitches clout chase
And they act hella rude
My priorities straight I don't know about you
Is that Vetements
Yves Saint Laurent?
Is it Off-White
Or Comme des Garcons?
My imagination
I do what I want
If I look broke
'Cause don't give a f*ck
Is that Chanel
Or basic as hell?
Is that retail
Or is that resale?
I look so fly
You can't even tell
They all spending money
I just get free, yeah

Sketchers looking like Balenciaga
Thrift clothes looking like the Prada
Whole fit lit
It cost me nada
Bitches always talking I give them all nada

I'm so fly, I don't even try
I get so high, I can touch the sky
Dress for myself, I don't dress for hype
I dress for myself, you dress for the likes
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Writer: Destiny Nicole Frasqueri Ortiz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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