Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Boat Dock , by - B willRelease date: 23.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Boat Dock |
| As a whole family unit, y’all fake as hell |
| Your bum ass baby mama always cook rotelle |
| We out here in the streets and you beggin' nigga |
| Speakin' on my name is like I dare you nigga |
| My name hold weight, but I can’t carry niggas |
| Switch cars and bury niggas, ten shots for every nigga |
| I make that money 'cause it’s not hard |
| Your crew funny but they not hard |
| In the streets I pull your ho card |
| I keep the MAC in the Goyard |
| I lace the pack, that’s that go hard |
| Chop chop, I can bogard |
| Body drop drop, I don’t know the boy |
| Uzi and I’m hot hot for a dope boy |
| Them boys want a dope boy |
| Gucci shoes swimmin', residue want see dope boy |
| Cover me in bread like a po' boy |
| Nigga stealin' out a fres, he a dope boy |
| Feds goin' special ed with them polaroids |
| I’m steady stuffin' all the dope down my corduroys |
| Look I know the boy dead 'cause I know the boy |
| But some bread on his head, we gon' show the boy |
| Fifteen, sellin' dope off a Go-Card |
| Fiends jumpin' on my wave, then the hoes start |
| I tell the car parked in the car park |
| Think I seen a mark in an unmarked, a cop car |
| Have you ever made a pretty bitch |
| Say please, check the ice, brain freeze, California weed |
| I’m runnin' with them jack boys, flock flock |
| You been hatin' on me, tell a nigga why stop? |
| Internet nigga, know he need a hotspot |
| My rims chop chop, my gun chop chop |
| Fell off in that pussy 'cause that pussy drop drop |
| Left a hundred dollars, F&N crop top |
| And I’m hot hot (yeah yeah) |
| Got your girl pussy hot hot (what's up?) |
| Her pussy wet like a boat dock ('sup?) |
| And I’m hot hot (yeah) |
| We drive a high, fifty shots, niggas pop opps |
| Out here trappin' on the down block, this is my spot |
| All the dotty got my eyes lookin' like I’m cyclops |
| Some time in jail system save you from the pine box |
| They been tryna blick me down, mama why lie? |
| Never testify, couldn’t do that to my guys |
| Tip the suicide, he wasn’t tryna do the time |
| Tip the suicide, he wasn’t tryna do the time |
| All I know is slide, familia what I’m beside |
| You niggas is out your mind for thinkin' we ain’t outside |
| Ayy now, reach for this chain, I dare you try it nigga |
| I don’t buy it, get your ass set on fire nigga |
| When I was down, you ain’t ride it nigga, why nigga |
| It’s all the focusin', a lot of shit on my mind nigga |
| Lil Million died, that nigga was one of mines |
| You ever seen a whole neighborhood cry, shit slimey |
| And I’m hot hot (yeah yeah) |
| Got your girl pussy hot hot (what's up?) |
| Her pussy wet like a boat dock ('sup?) |
| And I’m hot hot (yeah) |
| Yeah I got her pussy hot boy |
| Like Juve and Turk and Wayne, I’m a hot boy |
| Ridin' 'round in them foreigns with them Glocks boy |
| You hear them choppers, that’s another nigga drop boy |
| Bitch before you call me broke you better add me up |
| Soon as they let us in this club my niggas actin' up |
| Fuck a bodyguard, you know we got that strap with us |
| Ayy we them niggas, fuck them niggas, turn y’all savage up |
| After the club these hoes follow 'cause they know we lit |
| And y’all can’t come back to the room unless y’all suckin' dick |
| Tell your friend to calm down with all that hatin' shit |
| I’m not a trick, fuck I look like tryna pay a bitch? |
| Gang shit, man I’m always on that gang shit |
| I went to jail and I came home on that same shit |
| He claimin' what? |
| push up on him, make him lane switch |
| He got killed within a week, my niggas came quick |
| And I’m hot hot (yeah yeah) |
| Got your girl pussy hot hot (what's up?) |
| Her pussy wet like a boat dock ('sup?) |
| And I’m hot hot (yeah) |