Текст песни Boat - Cactus Cordel

Y-e-a-h
(Yah, yuh)

Yah, turn me up bruh? (yah)
Aye, turn it up bruh, turn up a lil bit bruh

(Beat Money)

Yah
(Yah)

I need a pink, I need a drop
I feel like the king, feel like I'm hot
Hit the block baby, I hit the spot
I need a twist, I need a lock

Shot up like three bitches, shot up the block
Come to your hood and I cut up the Cop
I'm in the Kitchen, I'm whipping it hot
Look every time and I triple my shot
Put in that time, spent ten days on a boat
I need a Benzor, a deuce for the Coat
Couple of her friends will tell you I'm cold
My bitch gotta little friend with-
I'm like a Bomb when I fly in the stu'
Come with my chains on like this was a noose
Ask for respect but I'm back on the full
I'm out of my mind and I'm up on this screw
(Yah)

Just bought a nine in the trunk and I'm slidin' (yeah, yuh I'm slidin!)
Blow out her back and I left that hoe cryin'
Slide on the block and you duck, bullets be flyin' (Bang)

Taking it back and you sit with a stack
Siamese Twins and I came back on that
I slapped your bitch and I hopped on a track
I'm going up and I cannot go back

You can't take back what you are, what you made
Or what you put down 'cause you made it by day
I cut up my song like a song you can't play
I'll buy you a beer when there's something to sway

And if money goes down, then I'll have to change plates
Jump in the pool just to smell some escape
Step to the cups with a pep like a clerk
Don't go to church 'cause I cook like a jerk

So I swerve and grab the rock like a burst (Alright!)
Make it rain while the broads shake like a verse (Oh Yeah!)
You need some love like a Credit Card
I can tell you that my style's sharp

Don't you get cut when you look with you heart
Girl got a fat ass, I call Donny Barrs
So I get it juicy like smoking a scarf
Stop coming at me you're more odd like a Mars

Damn, I'm the man and I feel like a Hero(Yuh!)
I'm the diamond in the rough like a kilo (yeah)
Holding connections and having these zeros
Pimped out my ride now my car got like three hoes (yeah, yeah)
When I bounce back they said I did Qui Rose

(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-)

(Yeah!)

Hop out the coupe and went straight to the league
All these bad bitches on their knees for me
I stay afloat while you caught by the Beast
I got a new chick and her bitch got beats
Don't trust a bitch that won't shoot up for me
I gotta make sure she down for my team

She a Guerrilla, she fuck with my rank
Bitch I get money, I aim for your tank
I roll with ice in my hand like a shank
I'm looking for change but I can't see a thing
Yellow my diamonds, I'm repping Wu-Tang
Stop telling stories, that bullshit's so fake

I used to want ice on my teeth, I wanted to wear Gucci tees
I want to be known by my face, I know that, that shit is a phase
God's sending potential my way, I mainly got low average grades

(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-Hoo) (Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
(Hoo-Hoo-)

My life's so good, it look good on your bitch
I'm goin through doors like I pleated the fifth
Cash on the floor with the keys to the whip
Me and my bros in the back with the tints
I'm in the club with the fuzz off the minks
Gold on my neck and I feel like a sphinx
Diamonds, they staring and all in my links
And if you ask me if I'm in the mix

Then I can tell you how I've flipped the script
I got me a triple beam, gripping the grip
These hoes, only when I speak, licking my lips
Shit I be grippin the heat, so you don't sleep

I'm nigga through with the chopper and creep
You see how I play in the street, and that's deep
You know were am comin' for that money minutes
It's a lot on my plate but I got money cake

And you know that we poppin off that 'til we fade
All my money shouldn't be making them hoes losing weight
House by a lake with a boat on the lake
All my money's straight from New York city state
I got the streets on my back like a missile
I got the tracks in my bag like a Shih-Tzu
And the beam got your ass in a pickle
I got a pack of that white with the gristle