Read Balloon Lyrics by Tyler, The Creator featuring Doechii, released on October 28, 2024, on Tyler, The Creator’s official YouTube channel. Balloon is the thirteenth track on Tyler, The Creator’s “CHROMAKOPIA” album. Check out the lyrics below with the official music video.
Tyler, The Creator – Balloon Lyrics
Yeah, We Ain’t Talkin’ To Your Dumba*s
You Could Be A Millionaire And Still Be A Bum A*s
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 Shoppin’? I’m A Pig, I Love Copping, Ugh
No Bbls, I Like A Cups, Ugh
No Legs Pretty When They Wake Up, Ugh
Niggas 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, Rita Wayne
I’m A Only Girl, B!tch, You’re My Favorite
I’ve Been Flyin’ High, Where’s The Payment?
Enough Of Me, Can I Get A Amen?
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 A*s To The Moon
I’m At The Top In The Room (Don’t Stop—)
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 Niggas 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 H*e
Oh-oh
(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 A*s Back To The Streets
I’ll Spray Your Whole Block With Le Fleur
He Gon’ Eat This Pus*y Out, ’cause It’s Sweet
