Wet Like a Boat

[Intro]

Cito

Mitch Mula, drop that bumboclaat

[Chorus: Lil Keed & Lil Yachty]

Diamonds they wet like a boat

Whole lot of hundreds, man, I need some toast

Couldn't keep his mouth closed, I know that he told

Got drum on the stick, if we shoot, he gon' pour

I bust in her mouth, leave it swole like a toad

Slime his ass out, bet we get all the load

We pour up the red, it's more than a deuce

Fuck a Hellcat, we in Bentleys, the coupe

Drop the top, feel the wind

In the Ferrari redder than Clifford

In a safari, my neck on a river

My shooter from Portland, nickname him Lillard

I'm with Lil Duke, he so ready to shoot

Got them vibes in Atlanta like Uncle Luke

I'm in the back, my bitch is a model

She blow on my dick like a wooden flute

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]

Keed don't talk to nobody for free

Heard he be gettin' his water from G

Boat gettin' his water from Z

Ice my neck, give me some skis

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]

Roll with my dawgs like some motherfuckin' fleas

Bet I got so many hoes overseas

Got a bitch named Alicia that play with them keys

Elliot diamonds, they cold like a freezer

Do the bitch wrong, then I might try to please her

Niggas so turnt, bitch, broke off the meter

Chopper, they shook his ass up like a seizure

They see the gang, get amnesia

Bitch, I'm with Keed and Big Boat

Vibes everywhere, tryna race to they throat

Drop the frontend if you want a show

He want a verse, I'ma send him a quote

Get in the booth and just go

I never wrote down no note

I know these niggas some hoes

If they drownin', I won't even throw them a float

All of my young niggas tote

All of my niggas, they go

YSL ballin' for real

And I walked in the mall and spent ten on a coat (Slatt)

[Chorus: Lil Keed & Lil Yachty]

Diamonds they wet like a boat

Whole lot of hundreds, man, I need some toast

Couldn't keep his mouth closed, I know that he told

Got drum on the stick, if we shoot, he gon' pour

I bust in her mouth, leave it swole like a toad

Slime his ass out, bet we get all the load

We pour up the red, it's more than a deuce

Fuck a Hellcat, we in Bentleys, the coupe

Drop the top, feel the wind

In the Ferrari redder than Clifford

In a safari, my neck on a river

My shooter from Portland, nickname him Lillard

I'm with Lil Duke, he so ready to shoot

Got them vibes in Atlanta like Uncle Luke

I'm in the back, my bitch is a model

She blow on my dick like a wooden flute

[Verse 3: Lil Duke]

Back with a whole 'nother verse

I'm in the front of the line like a hearse

Get out of line and get murked

Rap and I shoot, that's a gift and a curse

I cannot Milly Rock, I'm tryna cop me a new Richard Mille

I really came from the bottom

Young nigga grindin' so hard, I was just trappin' and dealin'

No, we do not got no feelings

Yes, we gon' shoot at his ceiling

Runnin' with robbers and killers

We put that iron in his mouth like a filling

Then catch your bitch, give her sexual healing

Chasin' the bag, tryna get me some millions

I hit the trap and I made me a killing

Boy, your friend crazy, boy, take you some, really

These lil' niggas be killin' me

I cannot fuck with no leech

Can't bring no sand to the beach

I make the call and I make the hit

I make my young niggas eat

[Verse 4: Lil Keed]

We get the bag, yeah, back to back

So many hoes, yeah, we fuckin', they chose

She tryna ball like cancer and I'm the G.O.A.T

Came from the rags to riches, me, Duke, and Lil Boat (Woo)

We tote these fifties in coach (Woo)

I'm callin' the plays like the coach (Woo)

I got on Water by G (Woo)

These diamonds, they wet like your ho

[Verse 5: Lil Yachty]

Ayy, nigga, I'm real as they come

Keep an SK with a drum

Earring as big as a thumb

My bitch got ass like a peach

My bitch got ass like a plum

These new niggas know they my son

I give 'em the drip for fun, bee