Global Dan - Barbados lyrics
[Global Dan - Barbados lyrics]
In Barbados on a speedboat
Counting up my C notes
Brand new Lamborghini, candy coated Amarillo
I been on my VLONE, Raf Simons need those
Off White belt with the Off White fleece coat
Phillip Lims shirt, I stay fresh to my toes
Why they talk down when they
Try to steal my flow? I'd rather get money
I ain't worried about a ho
You trippin' over nothing
I don't even see my foes
Yeah, I had to get a bag for my bag
I don't mean to brag
I got all the sauce and that's on me
That's indeed a fact
Twenty bitches 'round me and they naked
Off of speed and gas
Roll it up, light it up, hit it, hit it
Then I pass
Goin' fast in my new 'rari, yeah that's 12
She thought she had me figured out
But she don't know me well
They said I couldn't do it so
I did it by myself had to get it on my own
I ain't even need no help
Chillin', sippin' Coconut Ciroc
With foreign model
Thotties in Miami 902 and 0
I got a lot of bodies
Amygdala mami come and give me sloppy toppy
In my Tommy
Probably 'cause I got a lot of money
Now they really want me
In Barbados on a speedboat
Counting up my C notes
Brand new Lamborghini, candy coated Amarillo
I been on my VLONE, Raf Simons need those
Off White belt with the Off White fleece coat
Phillip Lims shirt, I stay fresh to my toes
Why they talk down when they
Try to steal my flow? I'd rather get money
I ain't worried about a ho
You trippin' over nothing, I don't
Even see my foes, yeah
In Barbados on a speedboat
Counting up my C notes
Brand new Lamborghini, candy coated Amarillo
I been on my VLONE, Raf Simons need those
Off White belt with the Off White fleece coat
Phillip Lims shirt, I stay fresh to my toes
Why they talk down when they
Try to steal my flow? I'd rather get money
I ain't worried about a ho
You trippin' over nothing, I don't
Even see my foes, yeah
Counting up my C notes
Brand new Lamborghini, candy coated Amarillo
I been on my VLONE, Raf Simons need those
Off White belt with the Off White fleece coat
Phillip Lims shirt, I stay fresh to my toes
Why they talk down when they
Try to steal my flow? I'd rather get money
I ain't worried about a ho
You trippin' over nothing
I don't even see my foes
Yeah, I had to get a bag for my bag
I don't mean to brag
I got all the sauce and that's on me
That's indeed a fact
Twenty bitches 'round me and they naked
Off of speed and gas
Roll it up, light it up, hit it, hit it
Then I pass
Goin' fast in my new 'rari, yeah that's 12
She thought she had me figured out
But she don't know me well
They said I couldn't do it so
I did it by myself had to get it on my own
I ain't even need no help
Chillin', sippin' Coconut Ciroc
With foreign model
Thotties in Miami 902 and 0
I got a lot of bodies
Amygdala mami come and give me sloppy toppy
In my Tommy
Probably 'cause I got a lot of money
Now they really want me
In Barbados on a speedboat
Counting up my C notes
Brand new Lamborghini, candy coated Amarillo
I been on my VLONE, Raf Simons need those
Off White belt with the Off White fleece coat
Phillip Lims shirt, I stay fresh to my toes
Why they talk down when they
Try to steal my flow? I'd rather get money
I ain't worried about a ho
You trippin' over nothing, I don't
Even see my foes, yeah
In Barbados on a speedboat
Counting up my C notes
Brand new Lamborghini, candy coated Amarillo
I been on my VLONE, Raf Simons need those
Off White belt with the Off White fleece coat
Phillip Lims shirt, I stay fresh to my toes
Why they talk down when they
Try to steal my flow? I'd rather get money
I ain't worried about a ho
You trippin' over nothing, I don't
Even see my foes, yeah