Balenci Intro Yung Mal & Lil Quill

[Intro: Lil Quill]
1'5 (what it do nigga?)
They say them young niggas draped up in Balenci, huh
Shout out to my shotta (yeah)
You know how we roll 'em (real 1'5 shit)
Shoutout to my roster

[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Draped in Balenci, shouts out to my partner
Shoutout to my shotta, shoutout to my roster
Whip up that dope like you cookin' up pasta
On eighty keep poppin', these gold, it's not copper
Pluggin' the ship whole, no I'm not a shopper
Givin' out xannies like I am a doctor
Ain't with all that shit, I'm just grabbin' the popper
You play with bread, I might aim at your father

[Verse 2: Yung Mal]
Pull up to the hood and I'm strapped with that chopper
I'm draped in designer, I got snakes on my collar
This for lil woadie, he drunk out the shower
Finna cook up the dope, I'll be done in an hour
My trap it got traffic, it's bumper to bumper
I be swingin' that dope, they say I got the hook up
How you more muscle, no push up or pull up
Nobody move because this is a stick up