Ibiza

She lives a life she didn't choose and it hurts like brand new shoes
Hurts like brand new shoes
In Ibiza, (Huh) I got 25 racks tryna spend it on a eagle
I got her saying "Reign" I keep listening to Regal
8 grams of the shrooms and this shit feeling lethal (aye)

Ima put that shit on, (Let's go) This ain't Ralph Lauren
This new Saint Laurent
They said "Niggas in Paris"
I stay with croissants (Saint)
He said he was up but that shit not for long
If you doing it right then I'm doing it wrong

I keep taking them shrooms cause I'm too nonchalant
I could hop out the foreign and put it in park
My diamonds is shinning, it's not even dark
I said go get a bag, he gon wish on a star
These is size 32 but my pockets is large
The racks coming easy you making it hard
They was calling me broke so I took it to heart
I keep putting in work but this shit not a job
I can't fuck with niggas, tryna build me a wall
I feel like I'm Trump ima give it my all
Stay taxing these niggas I'm having a ball
I feel like I'm Herb, i ain't having no limit
Mr. Go fuck it up Get it back & then spend it
Can't go back and forth I ain't never like tennis
She giving me neck she on the end of her sentence
(Aye)

In Ibiza, (Huh) I got 25 racks tryna spend it on a eagle
I got her saying "Reign" I keep listening to Regal
8 grams of the shrooms and this shit feeling lethal (aye)

Ima put that shit on, (Let's go) This ain't Ralph Lauren
This new Saint Laurent
They said "Niggas in Paris"
I stay with croissants (Saint)
He said he was up but that shit not for long
If you doing it right then I'm doing it wrong

If you doing it right then I'm doing it wrong
These niggas be broke we ain't getting along
She taking it off while I'm putting it on
I'm getting these racks and I'm making em long



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Writer(s): Tyrel Wilkins
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