Lil Durk – Bora Bora (Lyrics | Audio 2019)

Lyrics “Bora Bora” / Lil Durk

All this clout s**t, you chasin’ that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don’t even f**k with n**gas, I’d just rather chase a check
Man, this s**t so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my b**ch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks

I’m the one, b**ch asked me for a flight when she ain’t ate it yet
I’ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
Can’t no real n**ga lie on they word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red, I can’t find the act

Off a lotta pills, kissin’ b**ches, ew
Designer junkie, yeah, only top Chanel
Don’t get caught with the scale, bro ‘nem died in the field
We had to split our meals, went half for hotels
Gotta watch your mans, that’s the beauty of the streets
Look at me and my b**ch, that s**t Beauty and the Beast
Never call my phone about the opps ’cause ain’t no peace
Man this s**t for real, found out my homie, he police

All this clout s**t, you chasin’ that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don’t even f**k with n**gas, I’d just rather chase a check
Man, this s**t so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my b**ch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks

I’m the one, b**ch asked me for a flight when she ain’t ate it yet
I’ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
Can’t no real n**ga lie on they word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red, I can’t find the act

Funeral, suit and tie, I’ll shoot for the guys
Takin’ shrooms on me now, car go vroom on them now
I got groupies on me now, I got Gucci on me now
I put blood in Masha Allah, I got kufis with me now
Feel like I’m dyin’, I’m too high, Pluto died in the Chi
Got me ridin’ around, hunnid rounds on him now
Hunnid rounds on him now
Pluto died in the Chi, Pluto..

All this clout s**t, you chasin’ that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don’t even f**k with n**gas, I’d just rather chase a check
Man, this s**t so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my b**ch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks

I’m the one, b**ch asked me for a flight when she ain’t ate it yet
I’ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
Can’t no real n**ga lie on they word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red, I can’t find the act…

➤ Written by ChopsquadDJ & Lil Durk
Album: Love Songs 4 the Streets 2
Produced by ChopsquadDJ
Lil Durk | 2019

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