Lil Yachty - B4 DA BOAT lyrics

[Part: 1] [Verse 1: Lil Yachty] I talk to the 6 when I chill in the 6 I got hella' bricks hella' bands Counting through money so fast I should breeze like a ceiling fan I never needed a middle man I been the plug to the socket My white b**h, she love to play crocket She cook the dope up Hiding the sack in her pocket I been re sighting the path for the rocket [Hook: Jban$] White hoes playing White hoes playing White hoes playing Why you hoes playing croquet? [Part: 2] [Verse: Lil Yachty] Off top, n***as know that I'm the sh** Gotta' iced out wrist that could f** your baddest b**h Stacking up doe, switching up swerving on foes Hard top when the rain drop Candy apple red Ferrari paint Make these b**hes faint When I walk past to serve their daddy dank Make them walk the plank on my new Yacht Motha' f**a' stupid hoe that's a b**h there I got all of they attention while my wrist glare Talk slicker, my stack thicker, my dick bigger What other else reasons do you want baby? Tell me it would be stupid if you didn't hop in this Mercedes Got hella' b**hes on my line, got my main crazy Hella' lean in my cup, got my eyes lazy I've really been on the scene with my n***as baby Tryina' flip it like it's crack in the late 80's Got my b**h getting wetter like a vet navy I've been putting hella' miles on that Bim lately I've been stunting hella' hard with my team lately I've been strictly on some counting cash tims lately Stackin' up for that championship ring baby [Part 3] [Bridge 1: Lil Yachty] Ain't worried bout where I go We ride round' town with the hoes We spark up blunts of the gas And none of us gonna' pa** [Hook 1: Lil Yachty] Rich n***as livin' life Rich n***as f** your wife Rich n***a I take chips Now rich n***a watch me dip [Verse 1: Lil Yachty] Young rich n***a I want cash Give a f** about a n***a past He said he did 10 years for shooting someone n***a that ain't scaring no one Young rich n***a I want cash Young rich n***a oh I got the bag b**h, It's young RD and I'm moving fast I got off the plane and started counting cash Got off the plane with the stacks This shirt cost 50 that's a fact Young rich n***a I just cop it, I don't look at tags All you center fold n***as ain't got much to flex [Bridge 2: Lil Yachty] Ain't worried bout where I go We ride round' town with the hoes We spark up blunts of the gas And none of us gonna' pa** [Hook 2: Lil Yachty] Rich n***as livin' life Rich n***as f** your wife Rich n***a I take chips Now rich n***a watch me dip [Verse 2: K$urpreme] Rich n***a watch me dip Rich n***a stacking chips Nacho chips, b**h I get it quick, leave you quick This right here, its that swaggin' sh** My b**h right, they'll sure super bad Me and my n***as, yea we stuntin', n***a got you running n***a got you running like a track meet, I'm a soldier I'm a soldier only on the top, yea I told ya n***a I was ballin' Me and my n***as swaggin', you is sh** b**h you better leave it [Bridge 3: Lil Yachty] Ain't worried bout where I go We ride round' town with the hoes We spark up blunts of the gas And none of us gonna' pa** [Hook 3: Lil Yachty] Rich n***as livin' life Rich n***as f** your wife Rich n***a I take chips Now rich n***a watch me dip