nautical nonsense Lyrics

Nautical nonsense

Prosecco bottle got me whipping the fuck out this boat

She don't even wanna go

But shawty curious she wanna see a nigga float

Jet skis on the coast

So much bread, everybody do another toast

I don't mean to do the most

If you ain't fucked up

Need to pour another dose

Bunch a lil yacht hoes on the deck

Come grab the helm I think I'm finna wreck

Whole lotta water women getting wet

Do More the cruise, I always rep the set

Feel like KD but I don't need a nest

Don't even need a net

I'm always gonna ball

If niggas wanna bet if Kiji going up

They never gon' forget nigga

Drip in every step nigga

'Cause I just got out of the ocean

Private chef on board cooking Sebastian

Knew one day this was all gonna happen

Doing things they can't even imagine

Happy days are the fruit of my passion

To the harbor to drop off your daughter

Then fuck it I'm back on the water

We going up on the water

Whole crew love the way that I sway when I pop

Living that champagne lifestyle

Now they really dig the way that I pop

Hard to pour it

That's a left at the buoy

Izzy man, we a long way from Bowie

Mid-Atlantic, we recording the movie

Mid-Atlantic and I'm smoking that fye

Nautical nonsense

Girls going crazy we out in the water

Got some work on the boat that I just ordered

So if we see cops then we crossing the border

Let's go explore the Carribean

I'm like yo baby I'm liking your rhythm

She, pronounce it like riddim

Go tell them niggas good riddance

'Cause now that I'm in it I'm in it I'm in it

Sex, hit different no really its giving

Whatever I say she talk back but she listen

She like when a nigga be giving her wisdom

She gimme brain back in the back end up hitting

Send her a payment on Zelle, bae it's pending

I need a Pam but a Gina could get it

Let's blow a bag on all of these women

Pretty girl privilege it's yours you can spend it

We going up on the water

Whole crew love the way that I sway when I pop

Living that champagne lifestyle

Now they really dig the way that I pop

Hard to pour it

That's a left at the buoy

Izzy man, we a long way from Bowie

Mid-Atlantic, we recording the movie

Mid-Atlantic and I'm smoking that fye

Okay I am not okay bro

The weed help the bad thoughts go away though

22 tryna find my own place bro

Momma kicked me out from my old space though

She really toxic, I love her I do

She ain't love that I dropped out of school

Or the fact that I dye my hair blue

We ain't really talk much since June

Shit weighing heavy on my conscience so

Life be crazy you know how that shit go

80 for the shake whenever we broke

Doing my dance whenever I smoke

Fuck a bitch I need a Millie right quick

I hug her real hard, I'm in love with this bitch

Ya girl and ya legs all bumping my shit

Ants in my pants way I jig in this bitch