Luyện nghe bài hát Yacht Club

Earl on the
Juice WRLD]

Runnin' up bands, got my up
All the bad wanna top us
Too many parties on the yacht
Me and Boat got out the yacht club

[Verse: Lil Yachty & WRLD]
Ayy, ayy, air it out
Pull up at spot, and I air it out
on the gas and it's very loud
Stop sayin' my name before you it out
I been sippin' lean, slow me down
I need me a bitch hold me down
Gang comin' strong, we rollin' out
Throw a party Rollin' Loud
Ayy, don't come unless she in focus
Soldiers at 10-4, sent your bitch the
Feelin' real blessed Juice, that's my kinfolk
Bless up, she me I'm a god, get on her knees for confession
Sent a vid to her nigga, had to a lesson
Me and only want bad hoes in our section
Juice, why these pussy ass niggas always
I don't know, let 'em talk, go get my Smith & Wesson
Blessed boys under 21, flexin'
I'm gettin' too rich, can't do with connections
.40 on my hip, I fight, bitch I'm reckless
Codeine what I sip, that shit come in straight Texas
Reach for my chain, get beat just like Nexus
dreams, but you still drive a Lexus
I'm a young king, I might fuck Texas
But I ain't on no Drake shit, I won't get her
Damn, Juice WRLD, boy, you reckless
And I feel you, until I get her
I get up in it, I might have to stay in
Well if she goin' like that, let's run a train
Fuck, I think I in her, I might need a playpen
And a
How I get deep? We rode her like a Rover
No games, but I control her
She do the gang like a nerd homework
.40 in my pants, that bitch it was a boner
If I go broke, juug off Motorolas
But now I'm up in France, Lil Boat, my mans
We get the green and then we fly around Peter Pan
That's cool, but I thought 'bout somethin', wait
(What?)
baby got your face
So fuck that lil' baby, back to the place
Back to the trap, to the gang

[Chorus: Juice & Lil Yachty]
Runnin' up bands, got my up (Runnin' the guap up)
All the bad wanna top us (They wanna top us)
Too wild parties on the yacht (Ohh-oh)
Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht (Out the yacht club)
Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]

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