Yacht Water 2.0 ft. Kevin Allen & Grand Nationxl Lyrics

Yacht waters in tiburon

All the profit in the street

Roll the dice you don't live but once

And they can kiss my ass when my number hit

Thuggin need a publicist

Master and publishing

The hate it just come with it

Long as you love yourself

You got a licenses to ill

Covered all the coordinates

Wasn't no stopping the build

While they popped all the pills

These rappers got killed

We Kept promoting the heal

In Az over the stove for my dad

Ice fishing out in Cordova

What's colder than that

Always knew we could make it back

If the pack ever got lost

Don't boil

Simmer the sauce

In the Jeep bumpin threats

I got Similar thoughts

Total recall

Schwarzenegger party favors

Doing bumps off a sega

Coming to save us

We don't condone that behavior

Faith without work

In due time their habits get worse

The meek inherit the perks

In Hell's Kitchen order dessert

Yacht water washing down the jalapeño

Pockets blue like a Sureño

It's all pepper I ain't rolling cuh

Lemme out doe, it ain't what it was

Explain how you get drafted without a scout (you don't)

Explain how you win in this without the team (you don't)

Explain how appropriation is not your thing (explain)

Explain how you shine on niggas without the bling (explain)

You ever held back for the brand

When your brand is to kill for your land

Niggas shooting for less

Put your face on your chest

This ain't checkers

But when you want it it's game

Otherwise it's pressure

I thought they wanted the diamonds

They couldn't handle a lecture

Bastards passing on equity

To go and sign with Electra

Now I'm all on stage, intimate

Unplugging shit

I used to be slow cooking It ain't dry

I'm thuggin it

They want chicken nuggets

Fast food, they loving it

Fuck all this rhyming shit

You can't whoop me

This magic ain't something you catch

Just ask Cookie

Position that I'm standing in now is where God put me.

Yacht water in Vietnam

Stressed out but I'm keeping calm

Udoka wit a Nia long

Watching the sunset behind the mountains

I seen it all

Look like a bob ross came down and hand painted it

Really vivid

The tones and transitions

Perfectly blended

Didn't work for an image

God given

Time don't stop tickin

Can't take a moment for granted

They dropped

Dope in the hood

I still made me classic

At nobu eating catsu

Big kitty

Might peel you out the cat suit

Head on swivel watching out for the jack move

Damn why they wanna stick me for the bread

Nigga reached and didn't have it

Pistol whipped him in the head

Double back shot a visual

Bacon waffle with eggs

Big red holding bird off the ledge

Let's see if you can fly then

Ask your baby mama

she'll probably let me slide in

These Niggas sick

But I'm triple six times ten

Hit my line next time you wanna chime in

Like a telethon I been dialed in

I was 13 in a size ten

I was working on my rhymes then

First thing in the morning I was high then

How the hype man gone have a hype man

Still got 25 lighters on my nightstand

Yacht water I done brought Oakland to San Rafael

I was ten when I seen a gun on my nana shelf

But was more scared if she grabbed a belt

Still had to learn how to ask for help

Let 'em tell it they all sellin dope

The realest shit I ever wrote I never spoke

Bmx bike bent the spokes

Left for dead but I left a note

Was blessed when I was broke, that pressure gorgeous

I'm grab the keys

They say pass you never pass tha weed

I been sinnin but at least my denim Japanese

Been outside a lot creasin these fragment 3s

Keepin track of the fees

Offshore in Belize

Medicated

David blain how I made a lain and I levitated

Stairway to heaven that Escher painted

Had a shot but you hesitated

So you can't complain if you never make it

Right back to work while they celebrated