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Banana Yacht
Westside Gunn • Estee Nack
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Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom (Grr)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ayo
Niggas soundin' like the shit is stale (Like the shit is stale)
Rose AP with the AP dial (Big dial)
Broad day, do you foul (Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
My last two whips cost me four hundred thou'
(Cost me four hundred thou', skrrt)
You know what time it is, my nigga (Woah)
You know what time it is, my nigga (Woah)
You know what the fuck it be, my nigga (Yeah)
My niggas be up late, though
No introduction necessary, you heard?
Ayo
We out the bag, I'm with the FLYGOD
Niggas said that they wanted that (Word)
Work up in the Glad bag, fuck the credit, I'm comin' back (I see 'em)
Rock the Boston hat to match the red on my lumberjack (Fly)
Play the block every day, countin' fetti and runnin' laps (Run it)
Rainy days, we fuckin' bougie bitches on summer nights (Woah)
Tried to fuck her years ago, but now I don't wanna pipe (Hahaha)
Down could feed a dog, but still the
Up is some butter white (Up and down)
Tryna get a autograph, I could hit you with somethin' nice (Sneak)
Forty niggas rushin' in with weapons of some type (Boom)
Talkin' 'bout the shooters, we can get
Into gunfights (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Clint Eastwood, my eyes squint in the sunlight (Aimin')
You can say whatever if the message is spun right (Whatever)
Snub nose sneeze, shit gesundheit, lovin' life (Achoo)
All born, painted slice, now I'm takin' another flight (Where?)
Took the whole cum blast like the shit was blood of Christ (Woah)
Bitches know me, I live a double life (Uh-huh)
I bear witness to the FLYGOD, but still we both is Gods (Both is Gods)
Fuckin' with the squad, it's no beef, we
Leave 'em with open scars (Kill you niggas)
Legends stay quotin' my bars, weed smoke the stars (Smoke)
The architect from out the loft (Uh-huh)
Give a thotty a throat massage (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Hold on, son, you got options here, you heard? (Yeah, woah)
Ayo (Woah)
Son, brought the stick (Brr)
My extraordinary art legit (Fly), spark the piff
Me in the cutty while I walk this pick (Watch out for the cops)
Caught in the mix of the money, niggas
Dummies who think I'ma call it quits (Nah)
Cock and spit, said fuck the arguments (Brr)
And the politics, niggas listen, I'm only
Focused on gettin' rich (Really rich)
Talkin' big rich (Uh-huh)
Follow suit and get you some bigger shit (Level up, son)
Hollow tip inside the Beretta clip, let 'em slip (What up? What up?)
Put you on the passage to hell or heaven quick, yo
A coffee grinder never ground coffee, that's the gift (Trap)
The NutriBullet ain't for juicin' either, magic mixin' this trap shit
Accurate fact list, Magnum lift, flippin'
This nigga mattress (Boom, boom)
Hammer fist, I can read the Arabic, mathematical practices (Trap)
Satin pillowcases, fragrance assassin, trippin' half a brick
Smash up the fragments, bag this shit, cash
Clickin', the stacks, I captured it (Money)
Gave her the cap so they had it lit, that's
The ticket, I got the shit wrapped in stitches
My nigga, I mastered it, fast with it (Brick)
Clash a critic, tell you to your face
That the shit is porquería (Trap)
Yo lo sé, el amor de mi vida, estamo' activo' en la esquina
Nigga, listen, the semi go brrah like Don Chezina (Brrah)
Niggas wantin' drama to pop, so I hold the nina (Boom), woah (Woah)
Ayo
Niggas soundin' like the shit is stale (Like the shit is stale)
Rose AP with the AP dial (Big dial)
Broad day, do you foul (Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
My last two whips cost me four hundred thou'
(Cost me four hundred thou', skrrt)