boatted Lyrics

Yeah, On a cayenne, On a cayenne

I'm on top of the boat

On a cayenne, On a cayenne

Got a hoe give me throat

On a cayenne, Run the lighting

Got ya hoe nigga, Know she's spyin

All my brothers is working on dying

I been fighting battles but I can't even find the hardest one But, Momma I'm fighting

Finna empty the Smith and Wesson, Oh, Oh, Strike him like poseidon

I remember, Yeah, I remember back then

We was servin packs in

I mix all this ganja, Love rockin all this fashion

Why they tryna say my name put it in all their captions

I ain bout the talkin on the internet, I'm action

Wait, Lights camera out this glock, It get you active

Yeah, Tek it scan em' up through the damn walls, Radioactive

I spend so much money, It's not funny, Got that traction

I don't do no drugs, But I'm off reefah, When I feel active

I'm inside a cayenne, I load up 100 xans

Call your momma and her man, We could just go band4band

Jotaro we freezin niggas, Iced out I got a stand

Flash a vision, I got vision, I'm just like the clash of clans

I load up a couple hunnids, Put it in my fuckin' van

Me and Favor ain't on cap shit, We might jus fuck ya friends

I been through the isles, I'm wild, That dividend

It's gon be a while, I'm vile, Fuck that hoe again

We gon sit outside for a while, Inside my fuckin, Slam

Yeah, On a cayenne, On a cayenne

I'm on top of the boat

On a cayenne, On a cayenne

Got a hoe give me throat

On a cayenne, Run the lighting

Got ya hoe nigga, Know she's spyin

All my brothers is working on dying

I been fighting battles but I can't even find the hardest one But, Momma I'm fighting

Finna empty the Smith and Wesson, Oh, Oh, Strike him like poseidon

I remember, Yeah, I remember back then

We was servin packs in