Lyrics to Bal Harbour
Bal Harbour Video:
(I swear)
All I'm trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it's all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I'm all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I'm all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

Pulling up Rolls Royce
Gave them no choice
When I'm telling bitches hop in
Rolls Royce gave them no voice
Push button and the doors close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you fuck niggas I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause fuck nigga weighing me down
I made a full circle with the play
I call that shit playing around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
Fuck nigga sit the fuck down
Only make you mad see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I'm trynna do is put my dog on
Get this money till it's all gone

(I swear)
All I'm trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it's all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I'm all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I'm all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

I just fucked your bitch, now she hanging with the crew
She hopped up in my whip cause she know I got the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switching lanes, nigga that's just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don't worry bout the cost, them broads don't know about them
I'm gonna be yours someday
I love her then fuck her like everyday
I'm gonna just cuff her fuck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you fucking with him he cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a payday
When I'm up in the club then it's pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil dome in the leer

(I swear)
All I'm trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it's all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I'm all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I'm all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
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