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Balance My Lows Video (MV)




Performed By: Yvng AJ
Length: 3:39
Written by: Antoine Jones




Yvng AJ - Balance My Lows Lyrics




I just brought some Keisha
And a brand new Nina
Go ape shit vegeta
Wet you Aquafina
Diamonds cut like pizza
Got pints all in the freezer
Codeine watch it freeze up
Yo bitch wanna give them knees up
She wanna work for hire
But AJ not the buyer
Can't f*ck I'm so tired
But that head game was fire
Smoke a blunt get higher
Open up yo thoughts
I blow smoke exhaust
In the clouds get lost

Look at the ice on breitling
Bitch wanna f*ck from highland
Tried to rob me with five men
Gonna catch these bullets like a tight end
Opps ran back to the safe house
Broke ass boys eatin take out
Rich nigga shit bring da steak out
Ima king bitch bring da gold plates out

Balance my lows
I'm gettin high
I hit at four
And pulled off at five
I was with main
Then went to my side
Drive in the rain
It's 10:45

10:45 creep in the night
Cop pull me over she readin my rights
Drivin too fast couldn't stop at the light
But it wasn't my fault she was toppin me right
In the backseat
Glock with a drum
If they find that
AJ is done
5 years of jail
I'm not the one
Bitch you are dumb
I can't go to jail
That's a setback
I got dirty mail
Like a wetback
Whatcha smokin dude
Ya smokin on dat wet pack
I smoke hella fuel
Lift me up like jet pack
Green send me to the cosmos
Pink in my cup like Wanda
Hi tech all in the bottle
Ima be slumped till tomorrow
Off of the drugs too early
Finna fly fly like a birdie
Got Xanax and the perkys
You gon OD off these 30s
Takin all these drugs you gon exceed yo limit bro
Sippin on that drank you finna lose yo vision tho
I was bad at math but I can add them digits tho
Don't know your numbers poured too much you trippin bro

Look at the ice on breitling
Bitch wanna f*ck from highland
Tried to rob me with five men
Gonna catch these bullets like a tight end
Opps ran back to the safe house
Broke ass boys eatin take out
Rich nigga shit bring da steak out
Ima king bitch bring da gold plates out

Balance my lows
I'm gettin high
I hit at four
And pulled off at five
I was with main
Then went to my side
Drive in the rain
It's 10:45
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I just brought some Keisha
And a brand new Nina
Go ape shit vegeta
Wet you Aquafina
Diamonds cut like pizza
Got pints all in the freezer
Codeine watch it freeze up
Yo bitch wanna give them knees up
She wanna work for hire
But AJ not the buyer
Can't f*ck I'm so tired
But that head game was fire
Smoke a blunt get higher
Open up yo thoughts
I blow smoke exhaust
In the clouds get lost

Look at the ice on breitling
Bitch wanna f*ck from highland
Tried to rob me with five men
Gonna catch these bullets like a tight end
Opps ran back to the safe house
Broke ass boys eatin take out
Rich nigga shit bring da steak out
Ima king bitch bring da gold plates out

Balance my lows
I'm gettin high
I hit at four
And pulled off at five
I was with main
Then went to my side
Drive in the rain
It's 10:45

10:45 creep in the night
Cop pull me over she readin my rights
Drivin too fast couldn't stop at the light
But it wasn't my fault she was toppin me right
In the backseat
Glock with a drum
If they find that
AJ is done
5 years of jail
I'm not the one
Bitch you are dumb
I can't go to jail
That's a setback
I got dirty mail
Like a wetback
Whatcha smokin dude
Ya smokin on dat wet pack
I smoke hella fuel
Lift me up like jet pack
Green send me to the cosmos
Pink in my cup like Wanda
Hi tech all in the bottle
Ima be slumped till tomorrow
Off of the drugs too early
Finna fly fly like a birdie
Got Xanax and the perkys
You gon OD off these 30s
Takin all these drugs you gon exceed yo limit bro
Sippin on that drank you finna lose yo vision tho
I was bad at math but I can add them digits tho
Don't know your numbers poured too much you trippin bro

Look at the ice on breitling
Bitch wanna f*ck from highland
Tried to rob me with five men
Gonna catch these bullets like a tight end
Opps ran back to the safe house
Broke ass boys eatin take out
Rich nigga shit bring da steak out
Ima king bitch bring da gold plates out

Balance my lows
I'm gettin high
I hit at four
And pulled off at five
I was with main
Then went to my side
Drive in the rain
It's 10:45
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Writer: Antoine Jones
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