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Astrokidjay - Ibiza lyrics

Artist: Astrokidjay

album: Ibiza


I been through trials, I been through tribulations
Yeah my brother man, it just takes patience
Yeah, these niggas they playing like cadence
Went through times where my pockets look vacant
Fuck around in the booth, man I go super-Saiyan
And this is my time, no my nigga I ain't playin
This is my time, no my nigga I ain't playin, ye
So I hadda switch it up, nah
My sleeza keep it tucked, nah
I said my sleeza keep it tucked, nah
Smoke like a bong, smoke like a swisha
When bro drillin', deuce deuce or the Nina
Bad bitch twerking, look like Mona Lisa
I can take a flight, take a trip to Ibiza
Spanish bitch working but she need a Visa
Shaking that ass man that bitch is a skeezer
Look at my wrist yeah I call it time freezer, nah (Mhm-Mhm)
I told my crodie that I'm on a mission
I'm just tryna ball like I'm Scotty Pippen
My nigga locked up in the feds doin 7
He shooting them shots, nigga, call him Ovechkin
Call him Ovechkin, fucked on a girl and her best friend
Fuck around in the booth 9am to 11
Drippin' too hard you don't fit in my section
Mike amiri be the drip
Gucci down to my kicks, na na
Drippin', drippin' too hard, lil baby I'm a star na na
Lil baby Ima star
Lil baby I'm a star na-na
Lil baby I'm a star
Lil baby I'm a star
Lil baby I'm a star (Baby I'm a star, Stenno, yeah)
Hadda go OT just to change my life, aye
I ain't coming home till my pockets look right, yeah
Like my pockets looking same way I like my wife, thick
Bro comin' up with that slime shit (slatt)
You ain't ever seen nothing like this
My bro, wipe your nose, that's some slime shit
I got some real niggas inside for this
Yea I got some real niggas doing time for this
Yeah my aim be like Fiji, I be moving hella Kizi
If you see me on your block, then you better move neatly
Cuz I'm with some real demons, and they not so friendly
I tell em to shoot, they gon' shoot till its empty
I'm smoking the opps, we don't talk bout no demi
Cuz I'm for the cheddar, so it could get deadly, yeah
Yeah, It could get deadly yeah; I got my strap so you know that I'm ready yeah
If I see an opp imma hit that
Run a nigga down, break em' down, make em' snap like a kit-kat
Jakes see me and they know to call dispatch
He be in the court, I'm in the field, that's a mismatch (Ohh)
Yeah that's a mismatch (oh, oh)
(Ooh) Yeah that's a mismatch (ayy, ayy)
Yeah that's a mismatch (ayy)
If I see an opp, then you know I gotta hit that
Oh mon-ami a, you all up on me-a, you feelin' my heat-ah
Oh mon-ami a, you all up on me-a, you feelin' my heat-ah
Oh mon-ami a, you all up on me-a, you feelin' my heat-ah
Oh mon-ami a, est-que comprende quesque je dit, ah
Slatt

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