Soulja Boy - Red Bottoms & Balenciaga lyrics

[Intro] Soulja! All I, do is count bands count bands b**h Run up on me get your a** fanned b**h M-16 get yo a** blam'd b**h Ridin wit my gang we go ham b**h [Hook] Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms Balenciaga, red bottoms, red bottoms [Verse 1] Uh, rockin Balenciaga hop a rari Uh, hop up out the rari rop a Maserati Uh, thirty on me shawty shootin up the party Aye, run up on lil soulja hit you wit this forty Aye, I be goin ham trappin out the state Aye, runnin all this dope through the United States Aye, and the next day I bet I beat the case Aye,aye,aye, shoot yo a** up in yo face Aye, ridin round town like im in a race Aye, run up on me wrong get hit wit this K Aye, who the f** is you I ain't seen yo face! Aye, shoot that f** n***a dump him in the lake! Aye aye, I be ridin round catching plays Aye, you don't know bout dre I shoot in broad day Aye, call the cops boy you ain't safe Aye aye, catch you slippin knock out yo face Aye, I be ridin round wit that f**in Aye, run up on me wrong you could die today Aye ay, on God shoot you in yo face Aye, shoot you in yo face yo neck all of day Aye, imma shoot a n***a like repeatedly Aye, run up on me wrong you get RIP'd Aye, knock you off yo feet tryna play wit me Aye, King Soulja rich gang and UFB