IBIZA

Walk to bed with nothing left

And you feel like you've got nothing left

Looking and looking like you best believe in miracles, lad

And in lieu of feeling spiritual, I'm adamant

That there's an answer out there right in front of you

Something better than walking away with nothing left

Get in the gym, get you some fuckin' gains, lad

Get in the fuckin' plane, lad

Fix that scoliosis and 'em sunken eyes

And 'em shaking knees will piss right off and maybe

You'll come back to life

Gotta get to Ibiza

Gotta get beachfront, gotta get divas

Ay

Gotta get to Ibiza

Fuck shirts, 8% body fat

The sun don't hurt

She got em DSLs, she don't talk to them ESLs

Lad, I'm G as well, yeah I'm living that best life

With a bird on my arm and my veins popping out

Like a roadmap

Thinking bout milfies, couldn't give a fuck about her son

Said bye to her son

Ah

Ay

Carerra, Carerra

Ibiza forever

Onyx on diamonds, airports and spas

Bodybuilders with they fat fuck cars

Carerra, Carerra

Ibiza forever

Onyx on diamonds, airports and spas

Bodybuilders, bodybuilders with they fat fuck cars