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kxng crooked & joell ortiz - yachts lyrics

[intro: joell ortiz]
uh
yeah
woo
hesami, you really got extra wavy on this one, literally
hahaha

[verse 1: joell ortiz]
yachtmaster 2, oyster 44mm in blue
bi+directional bezel, i’m in that infinity pool with it
rolex is cool with it, swim up bar with the stools in it
cups got booze in it, who did it better than me?
6h, my homie in 7g, went to heaven at 23
used to kick it out our project windows whenever we
was punished or the weather ain’t wanna let us run free
the memories make winning feel bittersweet
embarrassed by the kicks on my feet
now i kick up my feet and get a kick out of what investments be kicking out every week
50 yard line seats for any kickoff, i wanna be at
you see that, all it took was belief
ink the white sheets of paper, the right beats
and haters praying that he
wouldn’t make it to places they’ll never be
here i am, there they are in my comment section on ig, d+mn
i wish you well, although i know you wish you was with joell
oysters on a half sh+ll, paintings on a wall you wouldn’t understand the pastels
too focused on now to hear the stories that the past tells
ain’t just me, all my friends is rich as well
we on these islands, no epstein or maxwell
every new year’s eve when that clock get past 12
we toast to no longer feeling nervous when we pass 12
another building broke ground, that’s the new crack sale escalade, new ‘lac smell
iras and trust, yeah, that’s the new stash now
and it’s on the hip legally, ‘case y’all act wild (word)
[hook: joell ortiz]
yachts with sundecks, sunsets, these are the views of success
wait till they see what’s up next
can’t even feel that hard left, it’s all ocean
we gon’ get to it regardless, it’s all motion

[verse 2: kxng crooked]
buzzer beater, my n+gga, left hand floater, my n+gga
nastier than a dead man’s odor, my n+gga (swish)
don’t ever worry about me doing business with a snake
know you a fake and i can’t unknow it, my n+gga
i don’t f+ck with you haters, b+tches be trolling
red carpet, told the paparazzi to picture me rollin’
i went to mystery school, i know my history stolen
going on them juice fast to clean my kidneys and colon
i’m just tryna be my greatest self
if i nod what’s up to a black man and he don’t nod back, he hate hisself
took a role in his own biopic, he played hisself
never know bro, a stranger with wealth, coulda gave him help couple thoughts from my jacuzzi, i’m not at all bougie
i’m cooler than raw sushi, i’m smoother than bald coochie
i kick it with college tutors and shooters, it’s all gucci
shawn stussy hoodie, but march 9th, it’s all coochie
notorious smell, got a story to tell
it’s victorious and glorious, n+ggas swore we would fail
cops wanted to give us sentences before we could spell
mad ’cause i drop 40 when i send my shorty azale
mad ’cause i bought some new cars
the camaro is white as ben shapiro
the low rider’s darker than dr. umar
my block is too hard, couple shots and the opp’s a fubar
might have to plug one and do it like pastor noose (nah)
rather chill, let the fun rap slap
by every song is devin hester, boy, run that back
i just found out the ceo of frito lay is black
it’s a n+gga with a chip on his shoulder, i love that fact
[hook: joell ortiz]
long beach, sunset, these are the views of success
can’t even feel that hard left, it’s all ocean
we gon’ get to it regardless, it’s all motion

- kxng crooked joell ortiz lyrics

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