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letra de calm down boat - mak sauce
[skit:]
mommy
i wan’ know what it would sound like if mak sauce and lil yachty made a song
’cause mom, i love mak sauce and i love lil yachty
can they make a song mom? please?
[intro: mak sauce & lil yachty]
(ayy, ‘kay, nah, nah, come on, man)
ayy, yachty
yachty!
my favorite part
(d-mn, [?])
mak sauce, boat!
my favorite part to—
b-tch!
[verse 1: lil yachty]
my favorite part to droppin’ this faygo cream
my favorite gun i got is a glock ten-milly with a beam
i finally learned that all ain’t good, only what it seems
i know it’s suicide sippin’ drank, but i love lean
i first fell in love with codeine when i was a teen
i told my dog, “we can get rich, why you actin’ stingy?”
the real f-ck wit’ me ’cause i’m real, and it ain’t really many
my n-gga, don’t get tricked out the bag playin’ snake, it’s plеnty
hmm, hmm, huh, move along
we ain’t entеrtainin’ rap n-ggas who do sing-a-longs
opp pack, beatin’ down his chest just like king kong
b-tch thinkin’ i’ll apologize, n-gga, we ain’t wrong
b-tch suckin’ d-ck like kirby, but she hate all my songs
where i’m from, it don’t matter, i’m glad i made it out
all n-ggas do is chatter, they never shut they mouth
i ain’t finished school, i was too broke, usin’ ebt at ralph’s
sixteen on a vpn, try’na bust a bend
gettin’ flights, hopin’ that it strike on the other end
i might let her spend the night if she tell a friend
good reviews, even if it’s bad, bring in clientele
b-tch think i believe her every word, she ain’t lyin’ well
scale broke, f-ck the circumstances, we gon’ eye it then
scope on a stick like a micro-sized fryin’ pan
i nut on her face, good foreskin like collagen
my lil’ brother shoot better than me, like i play for pelicans
slugs in this jug knock the brains out a elephant
n-ggas worry ’bout what i do, they not masculine
nails painted, still g-ngb-ngin’, bg chain slangin’
chain hangin’, earrings big-blangin’, f-ck what they thinkin’
rolls royce tank, black-on-black, we is not linkin’
draft day up next, five on it like abraham lincoln
ten mill’ without blinkin’, concrete boys, know we ain’t shrinkin’
[verse 2: mak sauce & lil yachty]
god d-mn, yachty, calm down (b-tch)
uh, okay, get me groovy
i been gettin’ blue cheese paper, n-gga, loose leaf
shoes came gucci, neck, cheddar, hoochie
drop low, get a n-gga wrapped just like sushi
she was flat-back, now she big booty judy
turn him to a hashtag, roll ’em, tootsie
hop out, feet-feet hittin’ just like bruce lee
excuse me, n-gga, hold up, what you want?
i get that pack and knock it out the park, home run
he a b-tch, only gangster on the samsung
pull up, get a p-ssy n-gga popped, and what?
two clean sticks but a dirty handgun
i’ll get that bl!ck-bl!ck, blocka-bam sum’n
chrome hearts tee, margiela pants on
i pull up wit’ them drums like the marchin’ band comin’
she want champagne just like [?]
30 thousand on my wrist, left and right
get that pack gone, trappin’, mr. miyagi
diamonds cold, them b-tches hittin’ like they boxin’
i went root beer, yachty went cream soda
get the f-ck up out the spot, i don’t know him, who his homie?
diamonds dancin’, i get my macaroni on
drop a diss at nine, nine-oh-five, i’m try’na have him gone
i ain’t goin’ back and forth, i don’t do no ping-pong
i drop a [?], i’m at a n-gga door like ding-dong
f-ck a n-gga thought, i’ll get him popped for lookin’ wrong
[outro: mak sauce]
oh-ah-oh, a’ight
that the end of the b-tch?
d-mn, the beat ended right there, i was gonna’ keep goin’ to it, n-gga
mak sauce
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