Nav - Bali (Remix) lyrics

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Nav - Bali (Remix) lyrics

{Intro – Derek Wise} 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 {Chorus – 88Camino} 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 fu–ing with no white sh** I don't trust an opp, so many photos that I cropped {Verse 1 – 2 Chainz} I got the muscle like a stanabol I told shawty I should wear designer robes I lost my ex, I can go find another She like it in the sheets, I like it on top the cover “let go” You the type to cuff a pillow talk and snuggle “truu” I'm the type to pay a half a stack to smoke “alright” Hairweave k**a, your a** in trouble F-ck your hair up and then buy your a** a bundle This that Cash Money sh** when they had the Hummer “skrrt, skrrt” Whip the same color of the cast of Wakanda I need a U-Haul 'cause I got moves to make “moves” Neck look like it went on a cruise today “flash, flash” Might buy the Wraith, some new shoe today Who's to say? Uzi with the cooling tank My mood is bank, she asked what I'ma do today I said you, yeah hoe, like Juicy J “yeah hoe” {Chorus – 88Camino} 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 fu–ing with no white sh** I don't trust an opp, so many photos that I cropped {Verse 2 – NAV} I just ordered two more, now I got three different watches See my haters talking, make sure that they watching Real bosses listen, talking money when I'm talking Outline you in chalk, Raf or Ricky, when I'm walking Wyling like I'm Stone Cold Steve, I fu–ed a bi-ch in Austin Just pa** me the rock, I don't know how much I pop Dissing Derek, that ain't wise, 88 bullets gon' drop him Chicken in the pot, got your girl watching my co*k 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 bi-ch I'm at the top, I'm just a brown boy from the block {Chorus – 88Camino} 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 fu–ing with no white sh** I don't trust an opp, so many photos that I cropped {Verse 3 – Derek Wise} DNA, trapping in my genes, yeah Bought myself a pair of Balmain jeans, yeah ‘Member when I traveled with that ball? Yeah ‘Member when I sold them that rerock? Yeah Mixing up that Raf with that Margiela Walking past 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 {Verse 4 – 88Camino} 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 pa** 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 {Chorus – 88Camino} 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 fu–ing with no white sh** I don't trust an opp, so many photos that I cropped