Yacht Club (Feat. Juice WRLD)

Earl on the beat [Chorus: Juice WRLD] 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 [Verse: Lil Yachty & Juice WRLD] 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 [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty] 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 (Ohh-oh) Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (Out the yacht club) [Outro: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty] Ohh-oh-oh Listen here, be alright Shit hard