Boat Dock lyrics

[Verse 1: B Will]
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' n*gga
Speakin' on my name is like I dare you n*gga
My name hold weight, but I can't carry n*ggas
Switch cars and bury n*ggas, ten shots for every n*gga
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
n*gga 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 b*tch
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 n*gga why stop?
Internet n*gga, know he need a hotspot
My rims chop chop, my gun chop chop
Fell off in that pus*y 'cause that pus*y drop drop
Left a hundred dollars, F&N crop top
[Chorus: B Will]
And I'm hot hot (yeah yeah)
Got your girl pus*y hot hot (what's up?)
Her pus*y wet like a boat dock ('sup?)
And I'm hot hot (yeah)

[Verse 2: Mozzy]
We drive a high, fifty shots, n*ggas 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 n*ggas is out your mind for thinkin' we ain't outside
Ayy now, reach for this chain, I dare you try it n*gga
I don't buy it, get your ass set on fire n*gga
When I was down, you ain't ride it n*gga, why n*gga
It's all the focusin', a lot of sh*t on my mind n*gga
Lil Million died, that n*gga was one of mines
You ever seen a whole neighborhood cry, sh*t slimey

[Chorus: B Will]
And I'm hot hot (yeah yeah)
Got your girl pus*y hot hot (what's up?)
Her pus*y wet like a boat dock ('sup?)
And I'm hot hot (yeah)
[Verse 3: ICE]
Yeah I got her pus*y 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 n*gga drop boy
b*tch before you call me broke you better add me up
Soon as they let us in this club my n*ggas actin' up
f*ck a bodyguard, you know we got that strap with us
Ayy we them n*ggas, f*ck them n*ggas, 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' di*k
Tell your friend to calm down with all that hatin' sh*t
I'm not a trick, f*ck I look like tryna pay a b*tch?
Gang sh*t, man I'm always on that gang sh*t
I went to jail and I came home on that same sh*t
He claimin' what? push up on him, make him lane switch
He got killed within a week, my n*ggas came quick

[Chorus: B Will]
And I'm hot hot (yeah yeah)
Got your girl pus*y hot hot (what's up?)
Her pus*y wet like a boat dock ('sup?)
And I'm hot hot (yeah)