Lil Durk - Bora Bora lyrics

DJ on the beat so it's a banger

Off a lotta pills, kissin' bitches, 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 bitch
That shit Beauty and the Beast
Never call my phone about the
Opps 'cause ain't no peace
Man this shit for real, found out my homie
He police

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 my Shahada
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 shit, you
Chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas
I'd just rather chase a check
Man, this shit so crazy
Seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora
Cost me 80 racks i'm the one
Bitch 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 nigga lie on they word
And try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red
I can't find the Act