Dhml
Told her don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Riding in this Vette
Yeah I just cashed my check
Got 100 on the dash
While yo girl give me head
I got people in the street
That might put yo ass to bed
Got this glocky on my lap
'Case a nigga wanna rest
Told her "don't waste my time,
Yeah you not worth a dime"
Girl you did me wrong
Yeah I won't take your bribe
Why you hop in the whip
If you not down to die
I got diamonds on my teeth
And my pockets green like slime
You don't waste your time
I don't think your love is right
I'm sorry if I'm rude
Ay bad Lil biddie yeah
She just did a xanny, ay
Now she want a addy, ay
And she call me daddy, ay
Yeah she hella drunk
And she wanna love
I don't really trust her or
Love her, so I told her
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
I'm a good guy, she a bad girl
Yeah these hoes acting fake like some faux fur
I was at the bottom, now it's my turn
Yeah she stealing all the lingo that I taught her
Left you in the past, you're the old me
Yeah I've been Ballin Like I'm Kobe
Hoes want my money, they just use me
Nowadays it don't feel like they love me
You don't waste your time
I don't think your love is right
I'm sorry if I'm rude
Told her don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Riding in this Vette
Yeah I just cashed my check
Got 100 on the dash
While yo girl give me head
I got people in the street
That might put yo ass to bed
Got this glocky on my lap
'Case a nigga wanna rest
Told her "don't waste my time,
Yeah you not worth a dime"
Girl you did me wrong
Yeah I won't take your bribe
Why you hop in the whip
If you not down to die
I got diamonds on my teeth
And my pockets green like slime
You don't waste your time
I don't think your love is right
I'm sorry if I'm rude
Ay bad Lil biddie yeah
She just did a xanny, ay
Now she want a addy, ay
And she call me daddy, ay
Yeah she hella drunk
And she wanna love
I don't really trust her or
Love her, so I told her
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
I'm a good guy, she a bad girl
Yeah these hoes acting fake like some faux fur
I was at the bottom, now it's my turn
Yeah she stealing all the lingo that I taught her
Left you in the past, you're the old me
Yeah I've been Ballin Like I'm Kobe
Hoes want my money, they just use me
Nowadays it don't feel like they love me
You don't waste your time
I don't think your love is right
I'm sorry if I'm rude
Told her don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Don't hit my line
Yeah bitch, don't waste my time
Chillin in Barbados
Yeah we sipping on this wine
When I'm in the club
My guards strapped up with 9's
Yeah I'm back on my shit
Yeah I'm back on my grind
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Nandkumar
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