Nbayoungboat Lyrics - Lil Yachty

Young nigga, rich nigga, I'm a bad bitch getter 

Fuck nigga, hoe nigga, I don't fuck with broke niggas 

Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch, nigga 

You ain't know, now you know, nigga, Hi-tec pour a four, nigga 

Bitch roll me my sack before I come in 

80 thousand dollars plus a jet on a backend 

Twenty twin twins finna get plucked like a chicken 

Brother locked up he spent much time in the kitchen 

We ain't really with that pretending and shit 

I got six Catholic hoes in here sinning and shit 

Pour that shit up bust it down 

Bought a new crib it got several amenities 

You gon' get shot like the Kennedys 

Fucking with Lil Boat and YB 

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Carbon it sound like a dump truck 

Soon as I up we gon' back up 

She wanna fuck I'ma smash her 

He want a verse I'ma tax him 

Say you want smoke it ain't bout nothing 

I know that nigga ain't bout nothing 

Bring out the boat when the flood coming 

Strapped with a Tec when you pull up on me 

Unlock the 38 baby, my neck see more water than the navy 

I was finna fuck your bitch my nigga then I got lazy 

I saw your new watch that shit cool but my shit crazy 

Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy 

I'm with Lil Baby yeah, keep a .380, yeah 

I'm with big slime yeah you know we going brazy, yeah 

Photos 

17 with four babies, yeah 

Lotta money know they hate me yeah 

One on four they try to play me, yeah 

Shoot his ass right up in here 

Diamonds they shine like a headlight 

I keep that lil bitch off her head right 

I'ma lay up and fuck on her every night 

When I'm leaving I'm heading straight to the flight 

Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson 

Scuff in the club like fight night 

I make that lil hoe act right 

I tell that bitch fuck up my sack right 

Put that lil bitch on a Spirit flight 

Return her next to me one night 

We running and ducking from squad lights 

I got 32 shots in the gun fight 

These niggas sweet like a honey bun 

Don't worry 'bout where my money from 

At the crib on the couch we got hunting guns 

Young nigga rich nigga I'm a big bag getter 

Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, never met a real nigga 

Never had six figures, my bitch do tricks nigga 

I go by Lil Boat and I'm cooling with some real hittas 

Whip on the wrist that's a brick on the fist, nigga 

No light needed for this chain it's gon' glist nigga 

VS one stone nigga that shit not far from flawless 

Fuck a pretty bitch nigga my money gorgeous, bitch