Balloon Lyrics – Tyler, The Creator

Read the full Balloon lyrics by Tyler and The Creator along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tyler’s music, you can also explore Hey Jane and I Hope You Find Your Way Home, two other songs by Tyler.

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
(Don’t stop—)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah, we ain’t talking to your dumbass
You could be a millionaire and still be a bum ass
Boy, I’ve been in a dream, I’ve been on a to—

(Don’t stop, do-don’t stop—)
Okay, look
Why I work so hard, my soul profit?
Why I can’t settle down? I like options
Why I hate small talk? I like topics
How’s shopping? I’m a pig, I love copping, ugh
No BBLs, I like A cups, ugh
No legs pretty when they wake up, ugh
N!ggas run they mouth on a race up
Everything real here, no lace front, okay
I

[does girls?] during December, I slay
And I don’t even like girls, b!tch, I’m way up too high
B!tch, I’m on my own d!ck, I don’t need your vibe, ugh
Fu*k them regrets (Ugh), call them and get all that weight off your chest (Huh)
Got my brothers here, we the Wayans
“I’m a only girl”, b!tch, you’re my favorite
I’ve been flying high, where’s the payment?
Enough of me, can I get a amen?

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
Ooh (Don’t stop—)
(Don’t stop—)
Can I get a amen? (Don’t stop—)
(Don’t stop—)

(Don’t stop—)
I’ll air this b!tch out like balloon (Don’t stop—)
I’ll send this b!tch ass to the moon
I’m at the top in the room (Don’t stop—)

[Verse 2: Doechii]
Aight, where this swamp meet?
Flyest b!tch up in the room, I need a cockpit (Need a cockpit)
I need some PETA for this pu*sy, they want the croc print (??)
I’m finna air these DL n!ggas out the closet
I let it in (Let it in), I let it out (Let it out)
I’m a bi b!tch, but I need that pu*sy now
If he is gay, then I am gay and we are now (We are now)
Me and Tyler finna take your b!tch down
Oui oui, merci
Keep it cute when you’re in my city
I’m 5’2″, A-cup titties
I don’t need you, ’cause I already fu*k me
I don’t need a Range when I got an airboat
I don’t need a plane, ’cause the airboat flow (Don’t stop—)
Out New York, walk around bare-toed
I don’t need a passport, I’m a swamp b!tch hoe
Oh-oh

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator & Doechii]
(Don’t stop—) Don’t stop
(Don’t stop—) Don’t stop
(Don’t stop—) Don’t stop
(Don’t stop—)
I air this b!tch out like a queef
I’ll see your ass back to the streets
I’ll spray your whole block with le FLEUR*
He gon’ eat this pu*sy out, ’cause it’s sweet

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Bonita Smith]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don’t stop
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don’t stop
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don’t stop
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don’t stop
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don’t stop
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) Don’t stop
Don’t stop