Bali - 88GLAM, NAV

Time to turn the heat up like it’s Bali

Throwing all these bands while we in Follies

Horseman on my emblem, but it’s headless

Roof gone now we driving down to Venice

She so good at what she do I might bust a move

Jaw been on a lock while I sprinkle molly rock

How come when I’m coming down’s the only time you need me?

How come when I’m popping is the only time you see me?

She so good at what she do

Ain’t no room for talking

Ain’t no room for talking

Ain’t no room for talking

Mixing tinted liquor

I ain’t fucking with no white shit

I don’t trust an OP

So many photos that I cropped

DNA trappings in my genes, yeah

Bought myself a pair of Balmain jeans, yeah

Remember when I traveled with that ball, yeah

Remember when I sold them that rerock, yeah

Mixing up that Raf with that Margiela

Walking passed my ex now she get jealous

Wait hold on had to put down on that Rari

Wait, hold on, did that VLONE like I’m Bari

Pull up on the plug let him know I need a pint

Don’t ask for a sip, no, I’m not selling lines

If she coming to the crib then she knows that it’s a pine ting

Hit it then pass it to my slime

You try to dap me up after the show

No, no, no, no, no, no, no

You wanna sip my drink, yeah

You wanna do my blow

No, no, no, no, no, no, no

She so good at what she do I might bust a move

Jaw been on a lock while I sprinkle molly rock

How come when I’m coming down’s the only time you need me?

How come when I’m popping is the only time you see me?

She so good at what she do

Ain’t no room for talking

Ain’t no room for talking

Ain’t no room for talking

Mixing tinted liquor

I ain’t fucking with no white shit

I don’t trust an OP

So many photos that I cropped

I just ordered two more, now I got three different watches

See my haters talkin'

Make sure that they watchin'

Real bosses listen, talking money when I’m talkin'

Outline you in chalk

Raf or Ricky, when I walk in

Wylin' like I’m Stone Cold Steve, I fucked a bitch in Austin

Just pass me the rock

I don’t know how much I pop

Dissin' Derek, that ain’t wise

88 bullets gon' drop him

Chicken in the pot

Got your girl watching my cock

In New York I milly rock

My shooter tote a 30 he can’t hide it in his sock

I am not a rapper, all these other rappers soft

They hoping I fall off

But bitch I’m at the top

I’m just a brown boy from the block

She so good at what she do I might bust a move

Jaw been on a lock while I sprinkle molly rock

How come when I’m coming down’s the only time you need me?

How come when I’m popping is the only time you see me?

She so good at what she do

Ain’t no room for talking

Ain’t no room for talking

Ain’t no room for talking

Mixing tinted liquor

I ain’t fucking with no white shit

I don’t trust an OP

So many photos that I cropped