​​neck on a yacht Gunna

[Intro]
(Makers)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm gettin' neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock
Bad ho' poppin' they twat, I'm gettin' this shit back on lock
Rockin' some Prada high top, I'm cashin' out on a lot
Turn this shit back up a notch, fuck what these boys talkin' 'bout

[Verse 1]
I'm back with these racks out the bank
Like Titanic, they want me to sink
Got a new batch I'm smokin', it's stankin'
Went to Tootsie's, let her throw a little twinkie
They ain't think I go hard in the paint
Nigga, I told you, it's fuck what you think, uh
Wrap that boy up like a blanket, uh
Now take a swim in the lake
Took my shirt off, these boys outta shape
And Young Flo gon' come turn up the bass
Got Biscotti, I'm smokin' this grade A
Got some shrooms take me straight outta space
I wake up, all I want is a payday
I got rich without doing the Nae Nae
OG Bobby, this ain't no Lil' Ray Ray
Gettin' it in, count it faster then straight A's (Skrrt)
Virgil Mercedes, tinted up, you can't see on the E-way
Ballin' like EA, pretty vibes overseas for the C-day (Uh)
My bitch got a three-eighty, she so up north, shit outta PA
Give me neck, yeah, the throat, baby, jump on the yacht, let her go crazy