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Lil' Boat, Lil' Boat, Lil' Boat, Lil' Baby Lil' Baby, Lil' Baby, Lil' Boat, huh, ayy, hollup Hunnit round, hunnit thou', hunnit hoes Beam on his face, he got a runny nose Prolly got a wire on his ankles (yeah) Prolly got a wire on his chest too (yeah) That's why I don't fuck with them niggas, uh That's why we buck on them niggas, uh All my niggas stay with the choppers, uh Like that shit stuck to them niggas I'm a mama's boy That mean I can fuck ya mama, boy (fuck it up) Don't gotta ride with that Llama, boy Touch me, it's gon' be some drama, boy Bro got that cookie, that "Chips Ahoy!" Just made a play out in Illinois We hit the scene and we makin' noise (Lil Boat) Fuck up your city with all my boys Add extra sauce like Cisco Right wrist look like a goddamn disco ball Lil' Boat, spend a 30 up in the mall Shittin' on them bitches who ain't pick up my calls Wazzam ah, whatdamn He dropped out and became the man (Lil Boat) SongtexteHe brought out the pots and the pans (yeah) Tiffany, I had a plan (Lil' Boat) Hunnit round, hunnit thou', hunnit hoes Beam on his face, he got a runny nose Prolly got a wire on his ankles (yeah) Prolly got a wire on his chest too (yeah) That's why I don't fuck with them niggas, uh That's why we buck on them niggas, uh All my niggas stay with the choppers, uh Like that shit stuck to them niggas I'm in this bitch with Lil' Yachty (Yachty) Trapper turned rapper, I used to sell dope Icy, icy, icy, North Pole Came from the trenches, all I had was hope Over the gang, I got rank, I'm the pope Bet Lil' Yachty let them young hittas go Call me Rocky, tryna stay off the rope Young rich nigga, man, I used to be poor Rich Forever, we ain't goin' back broke Gettin', gettin' the money (yup) MAC 11, by a stunt for show (yup) All your watches cost a hundred? (yup) I'm in this bitch with Lil' Boat (woah) Diamond chains, diamond rope (water) I'm in this bitch with Lil' Boat Try the gang, you can't smoke (gang) Hunnit round, hunnit thou', hunnit hoes Beam on his face, he got a runny nose Prolly got a wire on his ankles (yeah) Prolly got a wire on his chest too (yeah) That's why I don't fuck with them niggas, uh That's why we buck on them niggas, uh All my niggas stay with the choppers, uh Like that shit stuck to them niggas Aus Songtexte Mania