balenci what song did you make that says sicko mode tell the lyrics are she a demon or something it's sounds good but don't know the song

[hook]
xxx i don't give a fuck about how my day go
dis hoe said she love me ion give a fuck i need my bank roll
i just popped some x and had some sex im ready to fucking go
i just called my bro he got a play im like nigga put me on
dis lil bitch just text my fuckin phone like bitch don't text my phone
dis lil bitch a fan i swear to god dis hoe know all my songs
i just popped a pill i feel to high i can see my own damn bones
what to think i about i just rock balenci now
need some prada tags i done rocked balenci out
dis hoe bad as hell she tryna fuck balenciaga
think my hoe a vampire da way she bleed me out
think my hoe a vampire da way she take my soul
i rather have some money then 1000 hoes
i rather have 1 bitch than dumb hoes
im not used to fallin in love i like to dump hoes

[Verse]
like to dump hoes
bitch im with the guys i stay with 5 bro
niggas bite the style but honestly yall niggas broke
i can't fuck with lil bra cause lil bra turned to a clone
what the fuck what the fuck, how you doin how you doin
i got on ksubi, she tryna show me bobbies
dis hoe love the new me
but i hate the new me
bitch i miss the old me, ballin like im kobe
i got 2 twin glocks call em zack and cody
money so old i swear to god it done got moldy
niggas locked my dad up that's why i hate the police
i can't fuck wit police, i like pourin lean
i like my hoes bad and boujee i don't like em mean
i might call my stick beyoncé cause it love to sing
dis hoe blow my fuckin phone im just gon let it ring

[hook]
xxx i don't give a fuck about how my day go
dis hoe said she love me ion give a fuck i need my bank roll
i just popped some x and had some sex im ready to fucking go
i just called my bro he got a play im like nigga put me on
dis lil bitch just texted my phone like bitch don't text my phone
dis lil bitch a fan i swear to god dis hoe know all my songs
i just popped a pill i feel to high i can see my own damn bones
what to think i about i just rock balenci now
need some prada tags i done rocked balenci out
dis hoe bad as hell she tryna fuck balenciaga
think my hoe a vampire da way she bleed me out
think my hoe a vampire da way she take my soul
i rather have some money then 1000 hoes
i rather have 1 bitch than dumb hoes
im not used to fallin in love i like to dump hoes

Lyrics:

(I get paid to talk bitch I get paid to walk bitch, i get paper, I get paper, Talk bout some paper)
(Skrrtt, What?)
(Rock out, Rock out, Rock out)

Hey, I should get paid for the wave
Got so many sons that I made (For, real)
Got money still can’t act my age
Some niggas switch up yeah they changed
I came in and I fucked up the game
I admit it my side hoe your main
I got rich and I copped me a crib
Way before I had copped me the chain
Fuck yo bitch from the back bring her pain (oh, oh)
Can’t work with these niggas they lame
I know if I pass lil bro the stick
Then we all getting locked today
Said rule number one when I had got rich,
I gave em my word I won’t change
I forgive but I never forget
I think that I’m just stuck in my ways,

You know, you know, you know?
Fucked around and put CDG on her toes
Could’ve been gone a long time ago I done came close (woah)
Got a new bitch she blonde but she not Amber Rose 
Cmon

LV my covers im still feeling cold got the chills
My twin was in rehab his life on the line, shawty I had to chill with them pills
She want me to rewind and go back to the way that I was when I met her I can’t
I was broke at the time now I’m rich so a young nigga had to go change up my stance
Park the rari outside and the driver gon pull on me yeah as soon as I land
Shawty pull up and do what I like
She bump my music but I don’t treat her as a fan
Can’t let this hoe into my life 
They like 600 so out of pocket, but the grip on my pocket is tight
I might fuck this lil hoe for today but I told the lil bitch I can’t stay overnight
Brother moving them bowls ima keep this shit solid for twin when they reading my rights
Remember nights it was cold I had no where to sleep only thing I could eat was some rice
Guala came in now I’m taking out trips to Japan, you’re bitch said that I’m living nice
Off a X-A-N-A-X that’s a xan 
I told that bitch pull up, let’s die

(I get paid to talk bitch I get paid to walk bitch, i get paper, I get paper, Talk bout some paper)
(Skrrtt, What?)
(Rock out, Rock out, Rock out)

Hey, I should get paid for the wave
Got so many sons that I made (For, real)
Got money still can’t act my age
Some niggas switch up yeah they changed
I came in and I fucked up the game
I admit it my side hoe your main
I got rich and I copped me a crib
Way before I had copped me the chain
Fuck yo bitch from the back bring her pain (oh, oh)
Can’t work with these niggas they lame
I know if I pass lil bro the stick
Then we all getting locked today
Said rule number one when I had got rich,
I gave em my word I won’t change
I forgive but I never forget
I think that I’m just stuck in my ways,

You know, you know, you know?
Fucked around and put CDG on her toes (toes)

Amber Rose

its ok

nobu season

nobu season prod me

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1:16-2:43 - guap baby (unreleased)
2:46-3:58 - drunk (unreleased)
3:58-5:38 - trademark usa (unreleased)
5:38-7:09 - 2012 (unreleased)
7:09-8:25 - rage (unreleased)

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Balenci

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