Boat Interlude (feat. Lil Yachty)
Look, ayy
I got love for all my niggas locked, so, fuck the cops
Spent a hundred-plus on two lawyers, so do the math
I was gettin' necked up like a teen giraffe
She didn't believe my monthly bills 'til she seen the staff
My doggy hoodied, got online and skrrt the Wraith like Ralph
All of my chains white gold like I'm second place
I don't trust this bitch, I had her meet me at my second place
I came already, she went back down for a second taste
All of my doggies stackin' Ms, put a bitch on Timbs
My youngest bitch can't hold water, she a Southside gem
I'm rich as hell, don't hang with shrimps, I'm a hipster, a whole pimp
I'm geekin', can't feel both my feet, forced to walk with a limp
I'm mixin' Hi-Tech with the purple, leavin' yellow Tuss'
I know she gon' love me the same if we don't talk for a month
This shit from Hutch, I went to Icebox just to clean it up
They talkin' crazy, do it twice so they don't think that it's luck
My money different color, rainbow, I think that it sus
I'm smokin' in the bubble bath, I think I'm Rev Run
So many different hoes on me, I think I'm a sponge
My mama think she made me great, I think it's the drug
I used to think the greatest thing to be was a thug
Now I run an operation, I toast drinks with the plug
Bro got murder on his mind, all he think 'bout is blood
Be careful how you look my way, boy, it's demons among us
I can take her to Balenci', put CC on her pumps
Give you all the bags you want, but with the kilos, no frontin'
Made a bitch get on her knees, look at me when she suck
Eyes low like I'm Chinese, I should be with Chris Tucker
That nigga don't want smoke, he second-hand puffin'
I get a nigga whacked, just one hand gesture
Cut up a Goyard bag just to make a hat bucket
I hide the old-ass cash in a Louis hard luggage
I got her full of 2C, sit her in a space shuttle
I pour the lean so dark, it's like a little Haitian nigga
Been trappin' since a baby, never needed babysitter
But I cry like a baby if I don't get my way
Why wouldn't Boat be right here with me? Bitch, I'm wavy gang
I'm in the same crew as Bun B, bitch, I'm an Underground King
Bitch, I'm so solid, cut my wrist and you gon' see concre-
Bitch, I'm so solid, cut my wrist and you gon' see concrete
I got love for all my niggas locked, so, fuck the cops
Spent a hundred-plus on two lawyers, so do the math
I was gettin' necked up like a teen giraffe
She didn't believe my monthly bills 'til she seen the staff
My doggy hoodied, got online and skrrt the Wraith like Ralph
All of my chains white gold like I'm second place
I don't trust this bitch, I had her meet me at my second place
I came already, she went back down for a second taste
All of my doggies stackin' Ms, put a bitch on Timbs
My youngest bitch can't hold water, she a Southside gem
I'm rich as hell, don't hang with shrimps, I'm a hipster, a whole pimp
I'm geekin', can't feel both my feet, forced to walk with a limp
I'm mixin' Hi-Tech with the purple, leavin' yellow Tuss'
I know she gon' love me the same if we don't talk for a month
This shit from Hutch, I went to Icebox just to clean it up
They talkin' crazy, do it twice so they don't think that it's luck
My money different color, rainbow, I think that it sus
I'm smokin' in the bubble bath, I think I'm Rev Run
So many different hoes on me, I think I'm a sponge
My mama think she made me great, I think it's the drug
I used to think the greatest thing to be was a thug
Now I run an operation, I toast drinks with the plug
Bro got murder on his mind, all he think 'bout is blood
Be careful how you look my way, boy, it's demons among us
I can take her to Balenci', put CC on her pumps
Give you all the bags you want, but with the kilos, no frontin'
Made a bitch get on her knees, look at me when she suck
Eyes low like I'm Chinese, I should be with Chris Tucker
That nigga don't want smoke, he second-hand puffin'
I get a nigga whacked, just one hand gesture
Cut up a Goyard bag just to make a hat bucket
I hide the old-ass cash in a Louis hard luggage
I got her full of 2C, sit her in a space shuttle
I pour the lean so dark, it's like a little Haitian nigga
Been trappin' since a baby, never needed babysitter
But I cry like a baby if I don't get my way
Why wouldn't Boat be right here with me? Bitch, I'm wavy gang
I'm in the same crew as Bun B, bitch, I'm an Underground King
Bitch, I'm so solid, cut my wrist and you gon' see concre-
Bitch, I'm so solid, cut my wrist and you gon' see concrete
Credits
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Ozro Graham, Eliahu Jacob Lyandres, Karon Vantress
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