[Intro: Nas]
Light a cigar or somethin'
Yeah, pour me a drink ya'll, would you?
Niggas is chillin', Drama style
[Verse 1: Nas]
This is, yacht music
Rock to the G shot music
Lets tie our boats together
Run from deck to deck
With [?] shades we could ride the coast together, weather 90
No chinchilla coats will ever find me
Virgin Islands, crown [?] 88 [?]
Marijuana aficionados, grade A reefer
I ain't stressin' shit
This ressession don't affect the rich
Count a hundred G and a hundred degrees
[?] locked up so none of us are free
From slave ships to having best boat contests
In St. tropez with skinny model cokeheads
This for my niggas at [?]
I found heaven on earth
I found money kills loyalty
Niggas is salty and me, this is raw news
I'm watching rich niggas actin' like poor dudes
Check all of they moves
They used to eat at Mr. Chaos, and now they switched to Sal's
From smiles to frowns they don't listen they gettin' foul
They was gettin' it
I was hittin' them they wasn't textin' back
Now they hittin' my jack askin' where am I at
There's desperation in they voice, I'm just with my boys
Same place I been, same Tims
Different color Benz, couple twins, couple friends
On the water, just listenin' to yacht music
Light a cigar or somethin'
Yeah, pour me a drink ya'll, would you?
Niggas is chillin', Drama style
[Verse 1: Nas]
This is, yacht music
Rock to the G shot music
Lets tie our boats together
Run from deck to deck
With [?] shades we could ride the coast together, weather 90
No chinchilla coats will ever find me
Virgin Islands, crown [?] 88 [?]
Marijuana aficionados, grade A reefer
I ain't stressin' shit
This ressession don't affect the rich
Count a hundred G and a hundred degrees
[?] locked up so none of us are free
From slave ships to having best boat contests
In St. tropez with skinny model cokeheads
This for my niggas at [?]
I found heaven on earth
I found money kills loyalty
Niggas is salty and me, this is raw news
I'm watching rich niggas actin' like poor dudes
Check all of they moves
They used to eat at Mr. Chaos, and now they switched to Sal's
From smiles to frowns they don't listen they gettin' foul
They was gettin' it
I was hittin' them they wasn't textin' back
Now they hittin' my jack askin' where am I at
There's desperation in they voice, I'm just with my boys
Same place I been, same Tims
Different color Benz, couple twins, couple friends
On the water, just listenin' to yacht music
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