ฟังเพลงYacht Club (Explicit)

Earl on the beat

Earl on the beat

Earl on the beat

Earl on the beat

Earl on the beat

Earl on the beat

Earl on the beat

Runnin' up bands, got my guap up

All the bad hoes wanna top us

Too many wild parties on the yacht

Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club

Ayy, ayy, air it out

Pull up at your spot, and I air it out

Gang on the gas and it's very loud

Stop sayin' my name before you wear it out

I been sippin' lean, tryna slow me down

I need me a bitch that'll hold me down

Gang comin' strong, yeah we rollin' out

Throw a party like Rollin' Loud

Ayy, don't come unless she stay in focus

Soldiers at 10-4, sent your bitch the info

Feelin' real blessed with Juice, that's my kinfolk

Bless up, she tell me I'm a god,

Get on her knees for confession

Sent a vid to her nigga, had to teach a lesson

Me and Boat only want bad hoes in our section

Juice, why these pussy ass niggas always pressin'?

I don't know, let 'em talk, I'ma go get my Smith & Wesson

Blessed boys under 21, steady flexin'

I'm gettin' too rich, can't do flights with connections

.40 on my hip, I won't fight, bitch I'm reckless

Codeine what I sip, that shit come in straight from Texas

Reach for my chain, you'll get beat just like Nexus

Lamborghini dreams, but you still drive a Lexus

I'm a young king, I might fuck Alexis Texas

But I ain't on no Drake shit, I won't get her pregnant

Damn, young Juice WRLD, boy, you reckless

And I feel you, until I get her naked

When I get up in it, I might have to stay in

Well if she goin' like that, let's run a train then

Fuck, I think I nutted in her, I might need a playpen

And a stroller

How I get this deep? We rode her like a Rover

No games, but I XBOX control her

She do the gang like a nerd doin' homework

.40 in my pants, that bitch thought it was a boner

If I go broke, I'ma juug off Motorolas

But now I'm up in France, Lil Boat, that's my mans

We get the green and then we fly around like Peter Pan

That's cool, but I just thought 'bout somethin', wait

(What?) This baby got your face

So fuck that lil' baby, boy's back to the place

Back to the trap, back to the gang

Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (Runnin' the guap up)

All the bad hoes wanna top us (They wanna top us)

Too many wild parties on the yacht

Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (Out the yacht club)

Listen here, be alright

Shit hard