Bal Harbour

Tory Lanez

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    All I'm trynna do is hit a lick and put my dog on
    Big time
    Chuck the money up until 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 .40's in the Rugers when we all on
    He look like the Godfather whenever we ball baby
    I'm all up in Bal Harbour
    Givenchy and Balmain
    He look like the Godfather whenever we ball baby
    I'm all up in Bal Harbour
    Givenchy and Balmain

    Pulling up Rolls Royce
    Gave 'em 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 plane
    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 'til it's all gone

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    All I'm trynna do is hit a lick and put my dog on
    Big time
    Chuck the money up until 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 .40's in the Rugers when we all on
    He look like the Godfather whenever we ball baby
    I'm all up in Bal Harbour
    Givenchy and Balmain
    He 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

    All I'm trynna do is hit a lick and put my dog on
    Big time
    Chuck the money up until 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 .40's in the Rugers when we all on
    He look like the Godfather whenever we ball baby
    I'm all up in Bal Harbour
    Givenchy and Balmain
    He look like the Godfather whenever we ball baby
    I'm all up in Bal Harbour
    Givenchy and Balmain

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