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g$kii - bali lyrics

intro
(yea it’s ski)
stb atr, it’s a stb atr kinda party you hear me
(gang)
(ski, ski)
free the l’s, nts lsg free all my homies
ski

chorus
yea
yea i miss my kali, might pop out to cali
then go buy some cartiers, then fly out to bali
and if i get put in that cell, my buddy pay my bail
and that switchy on that glock
gon send that boy to h+ll
and all this money that i made, woulda thought i was trapping
but nah i got up in my bag, and now ski out here rapping?
i just had to make the glock go (brrra)
know i had to tap it
yea, got that boy oozing straight cheese
know i had to mac it

verse

i do what i can and what they can’t
cause i can make it happen
and the gl!ck, had made him shock
i grabbed my glock
you know i had to zap him
im straight preaching to you n+ggas
no im not a pastor
and im just like bree up off of lab rats
know i make my money faster
i see n+ggas trying so hard just to be like me
it make me saddеr
just like mj, i got rings on me but im not saturn
so many bullet holеs inside this n+gga
it look just like a pattern
and my n+ggas moving weight but i ain’t talking bout’ no matter
me? i don’t need the gun
imma thug, swing like a batter
ever since i started rapping
my pockets been getting fatter
and this music came to me, no i never had to master it
not bout’ money
mama don’t gotta worry, cause she know i get after it
i switch the crowd, then dip just like a run n’ gun
they say don’t play with yo’ food, but im just having fun
glock ah’ have him tweaking
like he just had caught the holy ghost
when i pop out, i be trim
so when im out, you know i do the most
ski up in the raq’
when i pop out, they treat me like the host
had to leave lil shorty, cause she a man eater
i ain’t talking bout’ john oates
n+ggas tryna ride my wave
no you cannot get in my boat
i ain’t talking bout’ the bag
when i say this the draco that i tote n+gga
chorus
yea i miss my kali, might pop out to cali
then go buy some cartiers, then fly out to bali
and if i get put in that cell, my buddy pay my bail
and that switchy on that glock
gon send that boy to h+ll
and all this money that i made, woulda thought i was trapping
but nah i got up in my bag, and now ski out here rapping?
i just had to make the glock go (brrra)
know i had to tap it
yea, got that boy oozing straight cheese
know i had to mac it (mac and cheese)

- gkii lyrics

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