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[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Brrr
Hey, RD bruh, it's Boat, yeah
Hey man you know that n*gga Yachty that went on the God damn mornin' show
n*ggas try to freestyle
n*ggas tryna act like a n*gga ain't got it
Like a n*gga ain't still got it
Like a n*gga ain't really countin' up hundred dollar bills every motherf*ckin' day
Like I ain't bossed up b*tch

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Stop all that flexin'
Woke up all my n*ggas, like stop all that restin'
Might have my OG comin' do a little pressing
You n*ggas is pus*y
I see it, I feel it, I know it, I smell it, it's clear
f*ck I look like sippin' beer?
I got 32 b*tches back home waitin' on me
Give 32 f*cks to a n*gga hatin' on me
Got so much ice you'd think my jeweler flaked on me, God damn
Hold on, money so old, check his colon
Knot so fat Ben Franklin like who is you foldin'
Whips so new got these coppers thinkin' it's stolen
So they pull me over and see my teeth golden
It's over, bro keep the chopper on his shoulder
Just paid cash for a Benz, and Moms, a new Rover
Still the youngest n*gga sober
Still the richest n*gga over on my side of town
I'm still the king with the crown
King of the teens
Show some respect and bow down
n*gga talkin' crazy, he get shot down
Ay, ooh, yeah, ay, ah
How many times I'ma tell ya?
Young n*gga I told ya, I told ya, I told ya
I told ya that RD up next
I told you that Boat keep a check
That Yachty could flex, lil b*tch
Watch how I flip it
These n*ggas get mad cause that weight, I just skipped it
Overnight shawty, that pus*y, I dipped it
I had to slow it down cause n*ggas don't get it
Watch how I do it and watch how I did it
Just copped a new watch and, oh boy, have I sh*tted
Richer than ever
More wise and more clever
Ball so hard I need a letter, put that on my sweater
Lil b*tch, lil b*tch
Lil n*gga, you hate how I switched
26 sh*t, I dropped that on my wrist
I'm the richest out the group, just like Kris Jenner
All of these n*ggas beginners
f*ck on that b*tch then I skrrt off with spinners in spinners
All of my whips got spinners
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
[Verse 2: JBan$2Turnt]
JBan$, JBan$
b*tch, stop all that flexin'
Spent 10 on my necklace
Name droppin', we pressure
b*tch don't want no pressure
Eat pus*y for breakfast
That b*tch actin' reckless, drop her off in Texas
My plug, he like Messi
Got bricks out like sushi, n*gga you a rookie
Empire, no Cookie
Saw his chain and I took it
Catch you off in traffic, b*tch don't want no static
Then don't play like Magic lil b*tch
I ball like I'm Kobe but it's 20, Ginobili
My n*ggas not foldin', talk down, cut you open
My neck is on frozen, Olaf
He put diamonds forever
We shinin', JBan$, he might blind ya, b*tch
Talk down and we find ya, b*tch
JBan$ keep that iron, b*tch
October 30th like Mike Myers, b*tch
G-wagon sit on the big tires, b*tch
b*tch, b*tch, JBan$

[Verse 3: Byou]
Never, never, never, never
Never ate the box like RD and Jimmy
I shoot with the semi, one eye like I’m Fetty
I look out the scope, just give me the scoop
Whenever you ready, his chest like spaghetti
That n*gga gon' fold just like a futon
Would tell her jump on my di*k but it's too long
I just bought a bunch of groupies with Groupon
Tell me what you want?
Told 'em, told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
Hey, hey, I told 'em, I told 'em
Hey, I keep the chrome in my jeans
Hey, just like a chromosome
Hey, popped it with calicorn
Hey, when I get on, I'ma f*ck me a Capricorn
Hey, yuh, yuh, ah, ah
Chubba!
[Verse 4: BigBruthaChubba]
All of my whips got spinners
Chop the brick in half like it's the winter, December
Put ah n*gga in a blender
All these n*ggas be pretenders
Pretendin', pretendin'
These n*ggas ain't winnin'
We still on that mission to get all the blue cheese
We got them clips just like a movie
She suck me up just like a smoothie

[Verse 5: Lil Yachty]
pus*y so gooey, she lick me up after she do me
It's Boat from the Sixer, I'm cut like some scissors
I'm gone off the sizzurp, I hit her from the back
Then hit on that back like she bizzurp
Eat on that pus*y like it was some dessert
Minister, sailing team, take him to chizzurch
I don't f*ck with these n*ggas, these n*ggas be snitches
They just want my riches, they just wanna f*ck on my b*tches
These n*ggas, they can't
These n*ggas be jank
I might pull up with a sword like I was Link
Pull up with a sword like 21
Hit the strip club and throw bands just for fun
Lil Boat
Sailing Team
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