gunna - neck on a yacht lyrics
[intro]
(makers)
yeah
[chorus]
i’m gettin’ neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock
bad ho’ poppin’ they tw_t, i’m gettin’ this sh_t back on lock
rockin’ some prada high top, i’m cashin’ out on a lot
turn this sh_t back up a notch, f_ck what these boys talkin’ ’bout
[verse 1]
i’m back with these racks out the bank
like titanic, they want me to sink
got a new batch i’m smokin’, it’s stankin’
went to tootsie’s, let her throw a little twinkie
they ain’t think i go hard in the paint
n_gga, i told you, it’s f_ck what you think
wrap that boy up like a blanket
now take a swim in the lake
took my shirt off, these boys outta shape
and young flo gon’ come turn up the bass
got biscotti, i’m smokin’ this grade a
got some shrooms take me straight outta sp_ce
i wake up, all i want is a payday
i got rich without doing the nae nae
og bobby, this ain’t no lil’ ray ray
gettin’ it in, count it faster then straight a’s
virgil mercedes, tinted up you can’t see on the e_way
ballin’ like ea, pretty vibes overseas for the c_day
my b_tch got a three_eighty, she so up north, sh_t outta pa
give me neck, yeah, the throat, baby
jump on the yacht, let her go crazy
[chorus]
yeah, i’m gettin’ neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock
bad ho’ poppin’ they tw_t, i’m gettin’ this sh_t back on lock
rockin’ some prada high top, i’m cashin’ out on a lot
turn this sh_t back up a notch, f_ck what these boys talkin’ ’bout
[verse 2]
i’m back in all black like the crow (back)
papa doc, n_ggas thought i would choke (choke)
smack her ass and i grab by the throat (throat)
overseas with some treesh on a boat (treesh)
fans see me, they say i’m the g.o.a.t. (g.o.a.t.)
i don’t cap, n_ggas thought it was a joke
eight hundred somethin’ for the show (eight hundred)
leave a three_five biscotti in the roach (yeah)
i’m in london at the harris, send a photo
i’m rockin’ a jacket, let it drag to the floor
poppin’ the tags in the tes’, they like, “no more”
add it up fast, and don’t tell them what’s the total (yeah)
feel like spazzin’, i’m spazzin’ (spazz)
droppin’ sh_t back to back on they throats with no promo (promo)
every day, i get fashion
i’m a model rockstar with a cropped leather jacket (yeah)
my lambo the fastest, took the turbo porsche over to aston (skrr)
took the maybach truck over to audi (skrr)
can’t believe these f_ck n_ggas that doubted
put that sh_t on, i don’t need your stylist (stylist)
geek it up and get high as a pilot
got a big house with vibes and we vibin’
take the yacht and we sail to an island (yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, i’m gettin’ neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock
bad ho’ poppin’ they tw_t, i’m gettin’ this sh_t back on lock
rockin’ some prada high top, i’m cashin’ out on a lot
turn this sh_t back up a notch, f_ck what these boys talkin’ ’bout
[outro]
f_ck what these boys talkin’ ’bout
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