Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bali , by - 88GLAM. Song from the album 88GLAM RELOADED, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
Bali |
| 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 |