โหลดเพลง mp3 NBAYOUNGBOAT - Lil Yachty

NBAYOUNGBOAT - Lil Yachty/NBA Youngboy
Producer：Digital Nas
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I don't know what you take me for ho
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I ain't goin' for it

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Young rich I'm a bad getter

Hoe I don't with broke
Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch
You ain't know now you know Hi-tec pour a four

Roll 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 that pretendin' and pretendin' and
I got six Catholic hoes in here sinnin' and sinnin' and
Pour that up bust it down hoo
Bought a new crib it got several amenities gang
You gon' get shot like the Kennedys yeah
With Lil Boat and YB doot pew
Carbon it sound like a dump truck trraaa
Soon as I up we 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 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 my then I got lazy ugh
I saw your new watch that cool but my 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 right up in here pew pew pew pew
Diamonds they shine like a headlight shine
I keep that lil' off her head right
I'ma lay up and on her every night every night
When I'm leavin' I'm headin' straight to the flight no
Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson Mike Tyson
Scuff in the club like Fight Night Fight Night
I make that lil' ho act right act right
I tell that up my sack right
Put that lil 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 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 doot doot doot
Young rich I'm a big bag getter woo
Snitch never met a real

Never had six figures my do tricks
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

No light needed for this chain it's gon' glist yeah
VS one stone that not far from flawless

A pretty my money gorgeous Lil Boat