Torture lyrics

(Uh
Ay
Lil' Boat
Lil' Boat Lil' Boat Lil' Boat
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lil' Boat Lil' Boat
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh
Ay)

[Verse 1: Lil' Yachty]
Westside, b*tch n*gga
Ducked off, swapping joints
Stacking up the figures
n*gga run up, he can catch a 30-clip
To his bottom lip
Damn
How you do it?
n*gga spent a whole half at Gucci
How the f*ck you get the pus*y juicy?
n*gga bout to hit a triple deucy
She gon' f*ck and blame it on the Goosey
That's the Act, young n*gga don't drink alcohol
$30,000 in my back pocket
I'll slap a n*gga if he talking crazy
I don't play that sh*t
Lil' Boat got the 30-clip
Young n*gga finna let it rip like a Beyblade
Young n*gga, you can catch the fade
If you think it's sweet
Young n*gga get his ass beat
If he talking down on a n*gga gang
Chain swing, n*gga 30 deep
Young n*gga keep a lotta heat
Like a young n*gga ball for Miami
Young n*gga need like 10 Grammies
Stack it tall for a n*gga family
Had the nickname Glock Stanley
Cuz' that sh*t is my Steamer
Pull up on 'em in a Beamer
Oh Damn
How he do it?
All these n*ggas wanna be pursuers
All these n*ggas wanna be like you
How the f*ck you get it out the mud?
What's your newest crew?
Never switched up on the game
Young n*gga have to let it hang
[Verse 2: Kordless]
b*tch I feel too sexy
There's nothing that you can tell me
I might call up Lexi
I'm so sure that she miss me
I'm Papi Chulo
Ay, callate por favor, puto
Uh
My pockets fat like sumo
Kick a door like judo
Then I gotta flex
Chanel dripping on my neck
I'm a lovable piece of sh*t
I'm on these chumps heads, so intense
pus*y n*ggas can't be on my presence
Catching fades, don't need me a weapon
So don't ever question
Pray to God, here's my confession
Until then I'ma keep on finessin'
I know you wanna ride the wave
I know you see me getting cake
I'm so sorry that you lame
n*gga just stay in your lane
f*ck on your b*tch cuz' I'm bangin'
Most of my n*ggas is dangerous
If the cops come, my n*gga
I only speak sign language, ay
I see what they didn't see
And thank you to the ones that turned on me
Now my dreams are my reality
I'm much more beyond the normality
Hey
I whip it hard 'til I faint
I do what these other n*ggas can't
I'm rolling up and it stank
What the f*ck did you think?
Young n*gga stay with them racks, ay
Young n*gga stay moving bags, ay
Young n*gga stay with them racks, ay
Young n*gga stay moving bags, ay