Bora Bora Lyrics - Lil Durk

DJ on the beat so it's a banger 

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 

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 

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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 

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 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