|
|
- Lil Yachty yacht club 歌詞
- Juice WRLD Lil Yachty
- 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 it's very loud
Stop sayin' my name before you wear it out
I been sippin' lean tryna slow me down
I need me a b***h that'll hold me down
Gang comin' strong yeah we rollin' out
Throw a party like rollin' loud
Ayy don't come unless she stay in focus
Soldiers at 10-4 sent your b***h the info
Feelin' real blessed with Juice that's my kinfolk
Bless up she tell me I'm a God
Get on her knees for confession
Sent a vid to her n***a had to teach a lesson
Me and boat only want bad hoes in our section
Juice why these p***y a*s n***as always pressin'
I don't know let 'em talk
I'ma go get my Smith and wesson
Blessed boys under 21 steady flexin'
I'm gettin' too rich
Can't do flights with connections
40 on my hip I won' t fight
B***h I'm reckless
Codeine what I sip
That s**t come in straight from Texas
Reach for my chain you'll get beat just like Nexus
Lamborghini dreams but you still drive a Lexus
I'm a young king I might f**k Alexis Texas
But I ain't on no Drake s**t
I won't get her pregnant
D**n young Juice world
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 let's run a train then
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 b***h thought it was a boner
If I go broke I'ma juug off Motorolas
But now I'm up in France
Lil boat that's my mans
We get the green and then
We fly around like Peter Pan
That's cool
But I just thought 'bout somethin' wait
What
This baby got your face
So f**k that lil' baby boy's 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 ohh oh
Me and boat got kicked out the yacht club
Out the yacht club
Oh oh oh
Listen here be alright
S**t hard
|
|
|
|
