Boats & Hoes Lyrics

I'm in L.A. with a 30, fuck Austin Euler

Rushin' to that sack in the game, I'm Julius Peppers

You niggas broke and y'all hoes came out the shelter

Throwin' lives with that bag, I'm finna break the assist record

I really love my life, but I know some niggas hate it

I know some niggas hit the road, but they never made it

Got some hit from a Instagram model and I almost fainted

Stopped trapping for a minute, went to the spot and got reinstated

You niggas ain't talkin' money, better watch your mouth

I know a nigga with a pound, but he can't sell a ounce

We aint make it to the room, I fucked his baby mom on the couch

My bitch get bitches, she turn our crib into Baddies South

Niggas slide in DMs more than they do in the field

A nigga put me in a song, then I'm gettin' them (Shhhhh)

I'm an artist with a pot, place your order, what's the deal

Can put this work in the gallery, This some art that kills

Baby ain't get no dick, now she walk around poutin

Robbin' me, you got a better chance climbin' a mountain

Bitch started suckin', I can't lie, I was astounded

I be high as hell, but my bitch pussy keep me grounded

I took a DNA test and then I dance to Billie Jean

My Uncle Ben ain't the only nigga out here servin' beans

Call this Chop Lizzo, this big bitch gonna sing

My glizzy name Red Bull, cause it'll give a nigga wings

I spark a wood and told my bitch, shut up, you win

When you swimmin' in that water, man, you got a tought fin

If we ain't on the same time, then do not call me twin

My fiends call it Britney Spears, cause I done did it again

Niggas bangin' but the stripes on they flag come from pride

High as hell, talkin' to myself, how am I still alive

Bitch, I need my dick sucked, a hot meal, and a goodbye

In L.A. with boats and hoes, prestige worldwide