Higher Than Balenciaga Lyrics – Lil Baby, Rylo Rodriguez

Read the complete Higher Than Balenciaga Lyrics by Lil Baby and Rylo Rodriguez along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lil Baby’s music, you can also explore Track North and Big League (6 Rings), two other songs by Lil Baby.

[Rylo Rodriguez]
Keep on firing like Birdman
Goyard, spent plenty drügs
Drive the ‘Vette like (??) rugs
Them different every commas, aye, lil’ brodie got (??)
Can’t lie, I ain’t seen a pu*sy one time that make her smear her makeup
Fu*king a model baby, she know who go to the refrigerator
Go to the refrigerator
Go to the refrigerator
I’m higher than Balenciaga
That G6 aviator
[Lil Baby]
I worry ’bout the wrong part
Woulda bought more chains than a pawn shop
N!gga borrow some, n!gga, I’m the long shot
Damn, make a lotta hoes, we Chrome Heart
LV bag full of G’s
Got CBFW piece
I don’t want that ho, please
All us millionaires, we
Run ’round town selling all these pounds, I been t’d up, lil’ b!tch
Run ’round town like a (??), on God I ain’t standing on buddy
Thirty years old, thirty (??) ain’t nun, I’m Jordan, you’ll know no Ricky
4’s to the grave, even tho we at the way, see always even tho I’m pushing
She ain’t doing nothing but a hoodie
Even in New York got a footage
Bad but a headache, goody
Everybody know that I put in work
Every other day, one-fifty, merch
Five in the a.m, eat sum percs
Let me have my way, pu*sy—