Neck On A Yacht Lyrics – Gunna

[Intro]
(Makers)
Yeah

[Chorus]
I’m getting neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock
Bad ho’ popping they tw*t, I’m getting this s*it back on lock
Rocking some Prada high top, I’m cashing out on a lot
Turn this s*it back up a notch, fu*k what these boys talking ’bout

[Verse 1]
I’m back with these racks out the bank

Like Titanic, they want me to sink
Got a new batch I’m smoking, it’s stanking
Went to Tootsie’s, let her throw a little twinkie
They ain’t think I go hard in the paint
N!gga, I told you, it’s fu*k what you think
Wrap that boy up like a blanket
Now take a swim in the lake
Took my shirt off, these boys outta shape
And Young Flo gon’ come turn up the bass
Got Biscotti, I’m smoking this grade A
Got some shrooms take me straight outta space
I wake up, all I want is a payday
I got rich without doing the Nae Nae
OG Bobby, this ain’t no Lil’ Ray Ray
Getting it in, count it faster then straight A’s
Virgil Mercedes, tinted up you can’t see on the E-way
Balling like EA, pretty vibes overseas for the C-day
My b!tch got a three-eighty, she so up north, s*it outta PA
Give me neck, yeah, the throat, baby
Jump on the yacht, let her go crazy

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m getting neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock
Bad ho’ popping they tw*t, I’m getting this s*it back on lock
Rocking some Prada high top, I’m cashing out on a lot

Turn this s*it back up a notch, fu*k what these boys talking ’bout

[Verse 2]
I’m back in all black like the crow (Back)
Papa Doc, n!ggas thought I would choke (Choke)
Smack her ass and I grab by the throat (Throat)
Overseas with some treesh on a boat (Treesh)
Fans see me, they say I’m the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
I don’t cap, n!ggas thought it was a joke
Eight hundred something for the show (Eight hundred)
Leave a three-five Biscotti in the roach, yeah
I’m in London at the Harris, send a photo
I’m rocking a jacket, let it drag to the floor
Popping the tags in the Tes’, they like, “No more”
Add it up fast, and don’t tell them what’s the total, yeah
Feel like spazzing, I’m spazzing (Spazz)
Dropping s*it back to back on they throats with no promo (Promo)
Every day, I get fashion
I’m a model rockstar with a cropped leather jacket, yeah
My Lambo the fastest, took the turbo Porsche over to Aston (Skrr)
Took the Maybach truck over to Audi (Skrr)
Can’t believe these fu*k n!ggas that doubted
Put that s*it on, I don’t need your stylist (Stylist)
Geek it up and get high as a pilot
Got a big house with vibes and we vibing
Take the yacht and we sail to an island, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m getting neck on a yacht, hunnid foot parked at the dock
Bad ho’ popping they tw*t, I’m getting this s*it back on lock
Rocking some Prada high top, I’m cashing out on a lot
Turn this s*it back up a notch, fu*k what these boys talking ’bout

[Outro]
Fu*k what these boys talking ’bout