Bankrol Hayden – Costa Rica | Lyrics 2020

Lyrics Costa Rica – Bankrol Hayden

Aye, like, Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17, but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire
Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17, but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire

Now I’m living on my heaven s**t
Louboutins on my devil s**t
Told her kick rock ’cause she kickin’ up pebbles
B**ch, slide with a truck
‘Cause I stay stay on my travel s**t

My b**ch she bad with her booty and freckles b**ch
Be in the foreign, the gas on the pedal s**t
Baby my summer, for her I go steppin’ s**t
There ain’t no time ’cause for you this forever s**t
Chopper go
F**kin’ on me in the studio
Fallin’ for me, got you moody, though

Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17, but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire..②

Girl, you know that it’s go, you know that I’m on
Gucci, Ralph Lauren‘s, I drip Louboutin
Louis Vuittons, buy what I want
I’m finna go up and blow up, I’m going

Aye, rip s**t like jeans
That be a Glock 40, we beamin’
It’s f**k what you mean and it’s f**k what you heard
I feel like Kobe, I’m splashin’ with purp’
Roll you a big one, I’ll sing you a song
They know what’s poppin’, they know what I’m on
They know what’s poppin’, I grind for my songs
And I rap for my dogs and they know what I’m on

Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17, but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire..②…

➤ Written by Bankrol Hayden
Produced by Doc Daniel
Bankrol Hayden | 2020


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