Ibiza Lyrics – AJ Tracey, Blade Brown

Read the full Ibiza lyrics by AJ Tracey and Blade Brown along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
Srb separation confirmed, coming up on staging
The burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at 2 minutes 5 seconds

[Verse 1: Aj Tracey]
(Trace-o) I’m covered in oud and I’m smoking shisha
My lungs must be way out of shape
I’m with a bad ting holding a corner
Her backs is poking way out of shape (Boom, boom)
I’m used to the scales, I weighed out an eighth
We came from scraping yay out the plate
I had the mandem pissed on the block

Cah I flew the whole pack and I came out here late (Came out here late)
I pray I don’t rims this aston martin (Vroom)
When the jakes are around I got darg in
I end up in scrubs and the ting start barking
I put the truck all up on the curb when I’m parking
I’m on the block with the hash one sparking
Took me to the pub, tryna lower that margin (Brr)
He ain’t ever rapped but he does a lotta mixing
He put it in a press and had a mixtape charting
(Put it in a press and had a weep pop mixtape charting)
I left harrods with a hundred bags
That’s ’cause I spent a hundred bags
I ain’t in that court but I run through tags
Tryna run up on the boys, I let ’em dump two mags (Glee, glee)
Me and blade on the jet with the mob eating pasta
We’ve been known as a factor
Peggy gou on the set, ten bottles of don londrés
Now we’re next to the deck at pacha (Trace-o)

[Chorus: Aj Tracey]
Mykonos nights, I’m dumping ten (Ten), beefa’s twenty as well (Well)
These drillas don’t wanna hear rap
But they wanna buck us and shake up their tail (Shake it)
I’m in erd and 424, these garms ain’t been up on sale (No way)
The way I flew my cash in rick, that’s skyfall, made man feel like adele (Adele)

[Verse 2: Blade Brown]
The way I threw that cash had me feeling like nino, new jack city
Stepped in, all eyes on me, you would think that a brother had tupac with me
Paris fashion week, made me run up them bands, run through that city
Two bad tings, didn’t know their name
But they jumped in the pj and flew back with me (Hahaha)
I know I’m supposed to be out of the game, chilling and relaxing
More time catch a n!gga relapsing, daydreaming about getting d packs in
Sent a worker to go pree that ting
Getting nicked with the pack, that’s an eediat ting
Free money max, man, they hit him with a score
Wait ’til he get up on the d cap wing
’til then, when we running it up, that’s endless
Patterns and getting these cheques in
In the dance with the glee and the x in
These rappers just pay for protection (Hahaha)
I might fly out and just blow a bag, try no I’m calling my depth in
I’m in black coffee ibiza (What’s that?), twenty quid for that section

[Chorus: Aj Tracey]
Mykonos nights, I’m dumping ten (Ten), beefa’s twenty as well (Well)
These drillas don’t wanna hear rap
But they wanna buck us and shake up their tail (Shake it)
I’m in erd and 424, these garms ain’t been up on sale (No way)
The way I flew my cash in rick, that’s skyfall, made man feel like adele (Adele)
Mykonos nights, I’m dumping ten (Ten), beefa’s twenty as well (Well)
These drillas don’t wanna hear rap
But they wanna buck us and shake up their tail (Shake it)
I’m in erd and 424, these garms ain’t been up on sale (No way)
The way I flew my cash in rick, that’s skyfall, made man feel like adele (Adele)