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NBAYOUNGBOAT (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
Lil Yachty
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Wop skrt Skrt skrt Wop wop Skrt skrt skrt skrt I don't know what you take me for ho Lil boat Wop wop I ain't goin' for it Wop Young nigga rich nigga I'm a bad bitch getter Lil Yachty, Youngboy Never Broke Again NBAYOUNGBOAT The Hip Hop Essentials **** nigga hoe nigga I don't **** with broke niggas Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch nigga You ain't know now you know nigga Hi-Tech pour a four nigga bitch run me my sack before I come in 80 thousand dollars plus a jet on a backend Twenty twin twins finna get plucked like a chicken Brother locked up he spent much time in the kitchen We ain't really with none of That pretendin' and shit pretendin' and shit I got six Catholic hoes in here sinnin' And shit sinnin' and shit Pour that shit up bust it down hoo Bought a new crib it got several amenities gang You gon' get shot like the Kennedys yeah ****in' with Lil Boat and YB Carbine it sound like a dump truck trraaa Soon as I up he gon' back up boom boom She wanna **** I'ma smash her smash He want a verse I'ma tax him I'ma tax him Say you want smoke it ain't 'bout nothing I know that nigga ain't 'bout nothing he ain't 'bout it Bring out the boat when the flood coming Strapped with a TEC when you pull up on me I'm with the 38 baby my neck see more water Than the Navy gang I was finna **** your bitch My nigga then I got lazy ugh I saw your new watch that shit cool But my shit crazy Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy yeah I'm with Lil Baby yeah keep a 380 yeah pew pew I'm with big Slime yeah you know we goin' brazy yeah slatt 17 with four babies yeah Lotta money know they hate me yeah One on four they try to play me yeah Shoot his a*s right up in here pew Diamonds they shine like a headlight shine I keep that lil' bitch if her head right I'ma lay up and **** on her every night When I'm leavin' I'm headin' straight to the flight no Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson Scuff in the club like Fight Night I make that lil' ho act right act right I tell that bitch **** up my sack right bitch Put that lil bitch on a Spirit flight gang Return her next to me one night nyoom We running and ducking from squad lights hoo I got 32 shots in the gun fight These nigga s sweet like a honey bun sweet Don't worry 'bout where my money from At the crib on the couch we got huntin' guns doot Dissect his hand from his other arm Young nigga rich nigga I'm a big bag getter woo bitch nigga snitch nigga never met a real nigga bitch Never had six figures my bitch do tricks nigga I go by Lil Boat and I'm coolin' with some real hittas gang Whip on the wrist that's a brick on the fist nigga No light needed for this chain it's gon' glist nigga yeah VS one stone that shit not far from flawless **** a pretty bitch nigga my money gorgeous bitch Lil Boat
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