Bora Bora
Lil Durk Lyrics


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All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check
Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me eighty racks
I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight but she ain't ate it yet
I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act'

Off a lot of pills, kissin' bitches, ew
Designer junkie, yeah, only top Chanel
Don't get caught with the scale, bronem died in the field, uh
We had to split our meals, went half for hotels, uh
Gotta watch your mans, that's the beauty of the streets
Look at me and my bitch, that shit Beauty and the Beast
Never call my phone about the opps 'cause ain't no peace
Man this shit for real, found out my homie, he police

All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check
Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me eighty racks
I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight but she ain't ate it yet
I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act'

Funeral, suit and tie, I'll shoot for the guys
Takin' shrooms on me now, car go vroom on them now
I got groupies on me now, I got Gucci on me now
I put blood in Mashallah, I got kufis with me now
Feel like I'm dyin', I'm too high, Pluto died in the Chi
Got me ridin' around, hunnid rounds on him now, uh
Hunnid rounds on him now, Pluto died in the Chi
Pluto

All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check
Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me eighty racks
I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight but she ain't ate it yet
I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back




Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act'

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Lil Durk's song "Bora Bora" are a reflection of an artist in the rap industry who has achieved significant success and the lifestyle that comes with it. In the first verse, the rapper talks about how he's not chasing clout or designer clothes like Balenciaga. Instead, he is more focused on getting money and chasing the bag. He talks about how he sent his girl to Bora Bora, which cost him a substantial amount of money, and how he is trying to make it back by grinding and hustling.


The second verse speaks about the darker side of the street life, with references to drug use, deaths, and police informants. The rapper also touches on loyalty, expressing his distrust toward others and the importance of staying true to one's word. He emphasizes how the streets could be brutal, and how one always has to watch their back. Lil Durk mentions "Pluto" in the end, which refers to his friend and fellow rapper, Future's nickname. It is a tribute to an artist who has influenced and supported Durk throughout his career.


Overall, the song highlights Lil Durk's ambition to succeed and his experiences, both good and bad, in making it in the industry. It also reflects the rapper's growth as an artist and his willingness to confront issues that are often overshadowed in the rap industry.


Line by Line Meaning

All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet
You're so focused on fame and designer clothes that you're not paying attention to what really matters


I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check
I don't trust anyone and I'm focused on making money


Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek
It's disappointing to see someone I looked up to wearing a fake watch


I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me eighty racks
I paid a lot of money to send my girl on a luxurious vacation


I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight but she ain't ate it yet
I'm the boss and when someone asks me for something, I make it happen


I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back
I'm going to work hard and make music until I succeed


Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back
A true man always keeps his promises and doesn't go back on his word


I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act'
I might mix different drugs together if I can't find what I need


Off a lot of pills, kissin' bitches, ew
I take a lot of drugs and party with random girls, which is gross


Designer junkie, yeah, only top Chanel
I'm addicted to designer fashion and only wear the best brands


Don't get caught with the scale, bronem died in the field, uh
Don't get caught by the police with drugs on you or you might end up dead


We had to split our meals, went half for hotels, uh
We were struggling financially and had to split expenses


Gotta watch your mans, that's the beauty of the streets
You need to be careful who you trust in dangerous neighborhoods


Look at me and my bitch, that shit Beauty and the Beast
My girlfriend and I are an unlikely pair and people might judge us


Never call my phone about the opps 'cause ain't no peace
Don't talk to me about my enemies because there will never be peace


Man this shit for real, found out my homie, he police
I discovered that someone I thought was a friend is actually an undercover cop


Funeral, suit and tie, I'll shoot for the guys
I'm willing to kill for my friends who have passed away


Takin' shrooms on me now, car go vroom on them now
I'm currently high on mushrooms and feel like I'm driving fast


I got groupies on me now, I got Gucci on me now
I have fans and expensive designer clothes


I put blood in Mashallah, I got kufis with me now
I'm Muslim and proud of my religion and culture


Feel like I'm dyin', I'm too high, Pluto died in the Chi
I feel like I'm overdosing and it reminds me of when my friend Pluto died


Got me ridin' around, hunnid rounds on him now, uh
I'm driving around with lots of bullets in my gun


Hunnid rounds on him now, Pluto died in the Chi
My gun is loaded and it reminds me of when my friend Pluto was killed




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Darrel L. Jackson, Durk D. Banks

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Comments from YouTube:

@LilDurk

all this clout shit, you chasin that

@youngbased379

Balenciaga SPACE CADET

@chrislamboy8501

I don’t even fuck with niggas I just rather chase a check

@prettyteee

Man this shit so crazy seen my idol with a fake patek

@nolimitdro8720

I just sent my bitch to bora bora cost me 80 racks

@nanacobb6617

i know one bitch ask me for a flight but she ain’t ate it yet

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@haleyfugazy2575

Been a fan of Durkio for so long issa pleasure seeing him finally get the mainstream attention he’s deserved for years! All the real mfs kno he been lit tho πŸ–€

@daltonwaggoner7402

What durk song does he go ouuuuu in lol

@get6453

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@user-gp1bu9dp9e

i know im late but its chiraqmony thats the song@@daltonwaggoner7402

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