[Intro] Earl on the beat [Chorus: Juice WRLD] Em D Runnin' up bands, got my guap up C G All the bad hoes wanna top us Em D Too many wild parties on the yacht C G Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club [Verse: Lil Yachty & Juice WRLD] Em D Ayy, ayy, air it out C G Pull up at your spot, and I air it out Em D Gang on the gas and it's very loud C G Stop sayin' my name before you wear it out Em D I been sippin' lean, tryna slow me down C G I need me a bitch that'll hold me down Em D Gang comin' strong, yeah we rollin' out C G Throw a party like Rollin' Loud Em D Ayy, don't come unless she stay in focus C G Soldiers at 10-4, sent your bitch the info Em D Feelin' real blessed with Juice, that's my kinfolk C G Em Bless up, she tell me I'm a god, get on her knees for confession D C Sent a vid to her nigga, had to teach a lesson G Em Me and Boat only want bad hoes in our section D C Juice, why these pussy ass niggas always pressin'? G Em I don't know, let 'em talk, I'ma go get my Smith & Wesson D C Blessed boys under 21, steady flexin' Em D I'm gettin' too rich, can't do flights with connections C G .40 on my hip, I won't fight, bitch I'm reckless Em D C Codeine what I sip, that shit come in straight from Texas G Em D Reach for my chain, you'll get beat just like Nexus C G Lamborghini dreams, but you still drive a Lexus Em D C I'm a young king, I might fuck Alexis Texas G Em D But I ain't on no Drake shit, I won't get her pregnant C G Damn, young Juice WRLD, boy, you reckless Em D And I feel you, until I get her naked C G When I get up in it, I might have to stay in Em D Well if she goin' like that, let's run a train then C G Em Fuck, I think I nutted in her, I might need a playpen D And a stroller C G How I get this deep? We rode her like a Rover Em D No games, but I XBOX control her C G She do the gang like a nerd doin' homework Em D .40 in my pants, that bitch thought it was a boner C G If I go broke, I'ma juug off Motorolas Em D But now I'm up in France, Lil Boat, that's my mans C G We get the green and then we fly around like Peter Pan Em D That's cool, but I just thought 'bout somethin', wait (What?) G C This baby got your face Em D So fuck that lil' baby, boy's back to the place C G Back to the trap, back to the gang [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty] Em D Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (Runnin' the guap up) C G All the bad hoes wanna top us (They wanna top us) Em D Too many wild parties on the yacht (Ohh-oh) C G Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (Out the yacht club) [Outro: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty] Em. D. C. G Oh-oh-oh Listen here, be alright Shit hard
Earl on the beat [Juice WRLD:] Runnin' up bands, got my guap up All the bad hoes wanna top us Too many wild parties on the yacht Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club [Lil Yachty and Juice WRLD:] Ayy, ayy, air it out Pull up at your spot, and I air it out Gang on the gas and it's very loud Stop sayin' my name before you wear it out I been sippin' lean, tryna slow me down I need me a bitch that'll hold me down Gang comin' strong, yeah we rollin' out Throw a party like Rollin' Loud Ayy, don't come unless she stay in focus Soldiers at 10-4, sent your bitch the info Feelin' real blessed with Juice, that's my kinfolk Bless up, she tell me I'm a god, get on her knees for confession Sent a vid to her nigga, had to teach a lesson Me and Boat only want bad hoes in our section Juice, why these pussy ass niggas always pressin'? I don't know, let 'em talk, I'ma go get my Smith & Wesson Blessed boys under 21, steady flexin' I'm gettin' too rich, can't do flights with connections .40 on my hip, I won't fight, bitch I'm reckless Codeine what I sip, that shit come in straight from Texas Reach for my chain, you'll get beat just like Nexus Lamborghini dreams, but you still drive a Lexus I'm a young king, I might fuck Alexis Texas But I ain't on no Drake shit, I won't get her pregnant Damn, young Juice WRLD, boy, you reckless And I feel you, until I get her naked When I get up in it, I might have to stay in Well if she goin' like that, let's run a train then Fuck, I think I nutted in her, I might need a playpen And a stroller How I get this deep? We rode her like a Rover No games, but I XBOX control her She do the gang like a nerd doin' homework .40 in my pants, that bitch thought it was a boner If I go broke, I'ma juug off Motorolas But now I'm up in France, Lil Boat, that's my mans We get the green and then we fly around like Peter Pan That's cool, but I just thought 'bout somethin', wait (What?) This baby got your face So fuck that lil' baby, boy's back to the place Back to the trap, back to the gang [Juice WRLD and Lil Yachty:] Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (Runnin' the guap up) All the bad hoes wanna top us (They wanna top us) Too many wild parties on the yacht Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (Out the yacht club) Listen here, be alright Shit hard
Tab not available
Buy song
Yacht Club on iTunes store
Support artists with purchashing the original song!
Related Tabs
Advertisement
Leave a comment