​bali (phantom)

[Intro]
(Listen to me)
Yeah, okay
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
Pull up in that big body, you know I need my profits (Yeah)
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm in Bali (Yeah), spendin' racks out my pocket (Yeah), yeah
Yeah, like Marley (Yeah), smokin' like I'm Bob Marley (Yeah)
Yeah, Margiela (Yeah), I'm in love with Margiela

[Verse]
My racks, ooh, they stack up
Got one chance (Yeah), can't mess up
I look at shit through these glasses, racks appear like magic
Black diamonds, they dancin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave that boy where he standin', yeah, yеah, yeah, yeah
Bitch matchin' my guap, yo' ho, I'm tryna solve
I don't watch no thottiе, that ho want my guap
I got like every designer on me, and I'm talkin' business only
I got some big racks, they came in, yeah, I been blazin'
Enrage this in Hell, yeah, I'm too faded, yeah
Waitin', I stay isolated, uh
Oh, yeah, I'm high, but I think I can go higher (Yeah)
Walk in-walk in the club, I'm fly as fuck, but they know I can get flyer
He say I don't get no racks, that boy is a liar (—iar, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, oh), put the mask (Yeah), right beside her
Yeah, Balenciaga visors, yeah (Yeah)
Maison Mar— (Yeah), —giela visors
Two bands on my neck, rubberbands, we make it stretch
In that five, five, six gon' bless
Bitch, I roll with liars and scammers (Liars and scammers)
Diamonds flash like the cameras, get them racks, I just ran up
They treatin' me like goo phantom, they treatin' me like goo phantom

[Chorus]
Pu-pu-pull up in that big body, you know I need my profits (Yeah)
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm in Bali (Yeah), spendin' racks out my pocket (Yeah), yeah
Yeah, like Marley (Yeah), smokin' like I'm Bob Marley (Yeah)
Yeah, Margiela (Yeah), I'm in love with Margiela