NBAYoungBoat lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. NBA YoungBoy)

[NBA YoungBoy:]

Young nigga, rich nigga, I'm a bad bitch getter

Fuck nigga, hoe nigga, I don't fuck with broke niggas

Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch, nigga

You ain't know, now you know, nigga, Hi-tec pour a four, nigga

[Lil Yachty:]

Bitch roll me my sack before I come in

80 thousand dollars plus a jet on a backend

Twenty twin twins finna get plucked like a chicken

Brother locked up he spent much time in the kitchen

We ain't really with that pretending and shit

I got six Catholic hoes in here sinning and shit

Pour that shit up bust it down

Bought a new crib it got several amenities

You gon' get shot like the Kennedys

Fucking with Lil Boat and YB

[NBA YoungBoy:]

Carbon it sound like a dump truck

Soon as I up we gon' back up

She wanna fuck I'ma smash her

He want a verse I'ma tax him

Say you want smoke it ain't bout nothing

I know that nigga ain't bout nothing

Bring out the boat when the flood coming

Strapped with a Tec when you pull up on me

[Lil Yachty:]

I'm with the 38 baby, my neck see more water than the navy

I was finna fuck your bitch my nigga then I got lazy

I saw your new watch that shit cool but my shit crazy

Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy

I'm with Lil Baby yeah, keep a .380, yeah

I'm with big slime yeah you know we going brazy, yeah (slatt)

[NBA YoungBoy:]

17 with four babies, yeah

Lotta money know they hate me yeah

One on four they try to play me, yeah

Shoot his ass right up in here

Diamonds they shine like a headlight

I keep that lil bitch off her head right

I'ma lay up and fuck on her every night

When I'm leaving I'm heading straight to the flight

Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson

Scuff in the club like fight night

I make that lil hoe act right

I tell that bitch fuck up my sack right

[Lil Yachty & NBA YoungBoy:]

Put that lil bitch on a Spirit flight

Return her next to me one night

We running and ducking from squad lights

I got 32 shots in the gun fight

These niggas sweet like a honey bun (sweet)

Don't worry 'bout where my money from

At the crib, on the couch, we got huntin' guns

Dissect his hand from his other arm

Young nigga, rich nigga, I'm a big bag getter

Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, never met a real nigga (bitch)

Never had six figures, my bitch do tricks nigga

I go by Lil Boat and I'm coolin' with some real hittas

Whip on the wrist, that's a brick on the fist, nigga

No light needed for this chain, it's gon' glist nigga

VS, one stone, that shit not far from flawless

Fuck a pretty bitch, nigga, my money gorgeous, bitch (Lil Boat)