Costa Rica By Bankrol Hayden
Give me a two, hmm, oh-oh
Yeah, I’m back, uh
Aye, like, Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17 but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire
Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17 but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire
Now I’m living on my heaven ***
Louboutins on my devil ***
Told her kick rock ’cause she kickin’ up pebbles
***, slide with a truck, ’cause I stay stay on my travel ***
My-my-my *** she bad with her booty and freckles
*** be in the foreign, the gas on the pedal *** (Skrrt)
Baby my summer, for her I go steppin’ ***
There ain’t no time ’cause for you this forever *** (Ooh, ooh)
Chopper go (Boom, brr, brr)
***’ on me in the studio
Fallin’ for me, got you moody, though
Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17 but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire
Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17 but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire
Girl, you know that it’s go, you know that I’m on
Gucci, Ralph Laurens, I drip Louboutin
Louis Vuittons, buy what I want
I’m finna go up and blow up, I’m going
Aye, rip *** like jeans
That be a Glock 40, we beamin’
It’s *** what you mean and it’s *** what you heard
I feel like Kobe, I’m splashin’ with purp’
Roll you a big one, I’ll sing you a song
They know what’s poppin’, they know what I’m on
They know what’s poppin’, I grind for my songs
And I rap for my dogs and they know what I’m on (Oh yeah)
Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17 but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire
Costa Rica, swipe a visa
17 but I’m gon’ be a millionaire
Drift a beamer, bloody sneakers, pack a wood
And my sweat fit billionaire