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Banana Yacht - Westside Gunn (Ft. Estee Nack)
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Banana Yacht Westside Gunn (Ft. Estee Nack)

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Banana Yacht" от Westside Gunn (Ft. Estee Nack). Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.
Banana Yacht - Westside Gunn (Ft. Estee Nack)
[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Brr (Brr, brr)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, niggas soundin' like this shit a style (Like this shit a style)
Rose AP with the Arabic dial (With the Arabic dial)
Broad day, do you foul (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, do you foul)
My last two whips cost me 400 thou' (Cost me 400 thou', skrt)

[Interlude: Estee Nack]
You know what time it is, my nigga, woah
This is night time, nigga, you know, my nigga
You know the fuckin' beat, my nigga (Yeah)
My niggas' niggas up late
No introduction necessary, you heard? (Woah)
Ayo

[Verse 1: Estee Nack]
We out the bag, I'm with the FLYGOD, niggas said they wanted that
Work up in the Glad bag, fuck the credit, comin' back (I see 'em)
Rock the Boston hat to match the red on my lumberjack (Fly)
Play the block, heavy daily, countin' fetty and runnin' laps (Run it)
Rainy days, was fuckin' bougie bitches on summer nights (Woah)
Tried to fuck her years ago, but now I don't wanna pipe (Hahaha)
Down to feed the dogs, but still the ovens is butter white (Up and down)
Tryna get a order, Brock'll hit you with somethin' nice (What you need?)
Four niggas rushin' in, weapons of some type (Boom)
Talkin' 'bout your shooters, we can get into gunfights (Bow bow bow bow)
Clint Eastwood, my eyes squint in the sunlight (Aimin')
And you can say whatever if the message is spun right (Whatever)
Snubnose sneezin' shit, gesundheit, lovin' life (Achoo)
Au Bon Pain slice, now I'm takin' another flight (Where)
Took the whole cum blast like the shit was blood of Christ (Woah)
Bitches who know me, I live a double life (Uh)
I bear witness to the FLYGOD, still we both is Gods (We Gods)
Fuckin' with the squad, it's no beef, you leaving with open scars (Kill you, nigga)
Legends stay quotin' my bars, weed smoke to stars (Smoke)
The architect from out the lodge, give a thotty a throat massage (Oh)
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