Do More Today - nautical nonsense

Nautical nonsense
Prosecco bottle got me whipping the fuck out this boat
She don't even wanna go
But shawty curious she wanna see a nigga float
Jet skis on the coast
So much bread, everybody do another toast
I don't mean to do the most
If you ain't fucked up
Need to pour another dose
Bunch a lil yacht hoes on the deck
Come grab the helm I think I'm finna wreck
Whole lotta water women getting wet
Do More the cruise, I always rep the set
Feel like KD but I don't need a nest
Don't even need a net
I'm always gonna ball
If niggas wanna bet if Kiji going up
They never gon' forget nigga
Drip in every step nigga
'Cause I just got out of the ocean
Private chef on board cooking Sebastian
Knew one day this was all gonna happen
Doing things they can't even imagine
Happy days are the fruit of my passion
To the harbor to drop off your daughter
Then fuck it I'm back on the water
We going up on the water
Whole crew love the way that I sway when I pop
Living that champagne lifestyle
Now they really dig the way that I pop
Hard to pour it
That's a left at the buoy
Izzy man, we a long way from Bowie
Mid-Atlantic, we recording the movie
Mid-Atlantic and I'm smoking that fye
Nautical nonsense
Girls going crazy we out in the water
Got some work on the boat that I just ordered
So if we see cops then we crossing the border
Let's go explore the Carribean
I'm like yo baby I'm liking your rhythm
She, pronounce it like riddim
Go tell them niggas good riddance
'Cause now that I'm in it I'm in it I'm in it
Sex, hit different no really its giving
Whatever I say she talk back but she listen
She like when a nigga be giving her wisdom
She gimme brain back in the back end up hitting
Send her a payment on Zelle, bae it's pending
I need a Pam but a Gina could get it
Let's blow a bag on all of these women
Pretty girl privilege it's yours you can spend it
We going up on the water
Whole crew love the way that I sway when I pop
Living that champagne lifestyle
Now they really dig the way that I pop
Hard to pour it
That's a left at the buoy
Izzy man, we a long way from Bowie
Mid-Atlantic, we recording the movie
Mid-Atlantic and I'm smoking that fye
Okay I am not okay bro
The weed help the bad thoughts go away though
22 tryna find my own place bro
Momma kicked me out from my old space though
She really toxic, I love her I do
She ain't love that I dropped out of school
Or the fact that I dye my hair blue
We ain't really talk much since June
Shit weighing heavy on my conscience so
Life be crazy you know how that shit go
80 for the shake whenever we broke
Doing my dance whenever I smoke
Fuck a bitch I need a Millie right quick
I hug her real hard, I'm in love with this bitch
Ya girl and ya legs all bumping my shit
Ants in my pants way I jig in this bitch

Written by:
Jordan Owens, Kevian Link, Verlyn Simpson Jr

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