paroles de chanson neck on a yacht - Gunna

(Makers)

Yeah, I'm gettin' neck on a yacht
Hundred foot parked at the dock
Bad hoe poppin' they twat
I'm gettin' this shit back on lock
Rockin' some Prada high top
I'm cashin' out on a lot
Turnin' shit back up a notch
Fuck what these boys talkin' 'bout

I'm back with the racks out the bank
Like Titanic, they want me to sink
Got a new batch I'm smokin' the stank
Went to Tootsie's, let her throw a little twinkie
They ain't think I'd go hard in the paint
Nigga, I told you, it's fuck what you think, uh
Wrap that boy up like a blanket, uh
Then take a swim in the lake

Took my shirt off, these boys outta shape
Hey, young Flobo come turn up the bass
Got Bluscotti, I'm smokin' this grade A
Got the shrooms, take me straight outer space
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
Get it in, count it faster than straight A's (skrrt)

Virgil Mercedes
Tinted up, you can't see on the E-way
Ballin' like EA
Pretty vibes overseas for the C-day (uh)
My bitch got a 380
She some up north shit, outta PA
Give me neck, yeah, the throat, baby
Jump on the yacht, let her go crazy

Yeah, I'm gettin' neck on a yacht
Hundred foot parked at the dock
Bad hoe poppin' they twat
I'm gettin' this shit back on lock
Rockin' some Prada high top
I'm cashin' out on a lot
Turnin' shit back up a notch
Fuck what these boys talkin' 'bout

I'm back in all black like the crow (back)
Papa Doc, niggas 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 sayin' I'm the GOAT (GOAT)
He don't cap, niggas thought it was a joke
800 somethin' for the show (800)
Leave a three-five Biscotti in the roach (yeah)

I'm in London at Harris in a four-door
I rock a jacket and drag it to the floor
Poppin' the tags and tags 'til ain't no more
Add it up fast, and I tell them, "What's the total?" (Yeah)
Feel like spazzin', I'm spazzin' (spazz)
Droppin' shit back to back on these boys 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 (skrrt)
Took the Maybach truck over to Audi (skrrt)
Can't believe these fuck niggas that doubted
Put that shit on, I don't need your stylist (stylist)
Geek it up and get high as a pilot
Get the big house with vibes and we vibin'
Take the yacht and we sail to an island

Yeah, I'm gettin' neck on a yacht
Hundred foot parked at the dock
Bad hoe poppin' they twat
I'm gettin' this shit back on lock
Rockin' some Prada high top
I'm cashin' out on a lot
Turnin' shit back up a notch
Fuck what these boys talkin' 'bout

Fuck what these boys talkin' 'bout