- Lil Yachty Yacht Club 歌詞
- Lil Yachty
- Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat
Runnin up bands, got my guap up
All the bad hoes wanna top us
Too many wild parties on the yacht
Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club
Ayy, ayy, air it out
Pull up at your spot, and I air it out
Gang on the gas and its very loud
Stop sayin my name before you wear it out
I been sippin lean, tryna slow me down
I need me a bitch thatll hold me down
Gang comin strong, yeah we rollin out
Throw a party like Rollin Loud
Ayy, dont come unless she stay in focus
Soldiers at 10-4 , sent your bitch the info
Feelin real blessed with Juice, thats my kinfolk
Bless up, she tell me Im a god,
Get on her knees for confession
Sent a vid to her nigga, had to teach a lesson
Me and Boat only want bad hoes in our section
Juice, why these pussy ass niggas always pressin?
I dont know, let em talk, Ima go get my Smith & Wesson
Blessed boys under 21, steady flexin
Im gettin too rich, cant do flights with connections
.40 on my hip, I wont fight, bitch Im reckless
Codeine what I sip, that shit come in straight from Texas
Reach for my chain, youll get beat just like Nexus
Lamborghini dreams, but you still drive a Lexus
Im a young king, I might fuck Alexis Texas
But I aint on no Drake shit, I wont get her pregnant
Damn, youngJuice WRLD, boy, you reckless
And I feel you, until I get her naked
When I get up in it, I might have to stay in
Well if she goin like that, lets run a train then
Fuck, I think I nutted in her, I might need a playpen
And a stroller
How I get this deep? We rode her like a Rover
No games, but I XBOX control her
She do the gang like a nerd doin homework
.40 in my pants, that bitch thought it was a boner
If I go broke, Ima juug off Motorolas
But now Im up in France, Lil Boat, thats my mans
We get the green and then we fly around like Peter Pan
Thats cool, but I just thought bout somethin, wait
(What?) This baby got your face
So fuck that lil baby, boys back to the place
Back to the trap, back to the gang
Runnin up bands, got my guap up (Runnin the guap up)
All the bad hoes wanna top us (They wanna top us)
Too many wild parties on the yacht
Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (Out the yacht club)
Listen here, be alright
Shit hard
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