Lil Yachty Nbayoungboat Lyrics
NBAYOUNGBOAT by Lil Yachty
Young nigga, rich nigga, I'm a bad bitch getter Fuck nigga, hoe nigga, I don't fuck with broke niggas Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch, nigga You ain't know, now you know, nigga, Hi-tec pour a four, nigga
Bitch 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 pretending and shit I got six Catholic hoes in here sinning and shit Pour that shit up bust it down Bought a new crib it got several amenities You gon' get shot like the Kennedys Fucking with Lil Boat and YB
Related 27 Best Ever Songs From Movie Soundtracks Listen To Taylor Swift's New Song 'Call It What You Want' Watch Sam Smith And Fifth Harmony Join James Corden For Carpool Karaoke Carbon it sound like a dump truck Soon as I up we gon' back up She wanna fuck I'ma smash her He want a verse I'ma tax him Say you want smoke it ain't bout nothing I know that nigga ain't bout nothing Bring out the boat when the flood coming Strapped with a Tec when you pull up on me
Unlock the 38 baby, my neck see more water than the navy I was finna fuck your bitch my nigga then I got lazy I saw your new watch that shit cool but my shit crazy Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy I'm with Lil Baby yeah, keep a .380, yeah I'm with big slime yeah you know we going brazy, yeah
Photos 17 with four babies, yeah Lotta money know they hate me yeah One on four they try to play me, yeah Shoot his ass right up in here Diamonds they shine like a headlight I keep that lil bitch off her head right I'ma lay up and fuck on her every night When I'm leaving I'm heading straight to the flight Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson Scuff in the club like fight night I make that lil hoe act right I tell that bitch fuck up my sack right
Put that lil bitch on a Spirit flight Return her next to me one night We running and ducking from squad lights I got 32 shots in the gun fight These niggas sweet like a honey bun Don't worry 'bout where my money from At the crib on the couch we got hunting guns
Young nigga rich nigga I'm a big bag getter Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, never met a real nigga Never had six figures, my bitch do tricks nigga I go by Lil Boat and I'm cooling with some real hittas Whip on the wrist that's a brick on the fist, nigga No light needed for this chain it's gon' glist nigga VS one stone nigga that shit not far from flawless Fuck a pretty bitch nigga my money gorgeous, bitch
Bitch 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 pretending and shit I got six Catholic hoes in here sinning and shit Pour that shit up bust it down Bought a new crib it got several amenities You gon' get shot like the Kennedys Fucking with Lil Boat and YB
Related 27 Best Ever Songs From Movie Soundtracks Listen To Taylor Swift's New Song 'Call It What You Want' Watch Sam Smith And Fifth Harmony Join James Corden For Carpool Karaoke Carbon it sound like a dump truck Soon as I up we gon' back up She wanna fuck I'ma smash her He want a verse I'ma tax him Say you want smoke it ain't bout nothing I know that nigga ain't bout nothing Bring out the boat when the flood coming Strapped with a Tec when you pull up on me
Unlock the 38 baby, my neck see more water than the navy I was finna fuck your bitch my nigga then I got lazy I saw your new watch that shit cool but my shit crazy Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy I'm with Lil Baby yeah, keep a .380, yeah I'm with big slime yeah you know we going brazy, yeah
Photos 17 with four babies, yeah Lotta money know they hate me yeah One on four they try to play me, yeah Shoot his ass right up in here Diamonds they shine like a headlight I keep that lil bitch off her head right I'ma lay up and fuck on her every night When I'm leaving I'm heading straight to the flight Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson Scuff in the club like fight night I make that lil hoe act right I tell that bitch fuck up my sack right
Put that lil bitch on a Spirit flight Return her next to me one night We running and ducking from squad lights I got 32 shots in the gun fight These niggas sweet like a honey bun Don't worry 'bout where my money from At the crib on the couch we got hunting guns
Young nigga rich nigga I'm a big bag getter Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, never met a real nigga Never had six figures, my bitch do tricks nigga I go by Lil Boat and I'm cooling with some real hittas Whip on the wrist that's a brick on the fist, nigga No light needed for this chain it's gon' glist nigga VS one stone nigga that shit not far from flawless Fuck a pretty bitch nigga my money gorgeous, bitch