Smoke DZA, Jack Harlow - Boatloads lyrics
Jackman Thomas Harlow [Louisville, Kentucky, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Smoke DZA, Jack Harlow - Boatloads lyrics]
Soon as I started getting money
Was over for lectures (Right)
Hired lieutenants, worked the spot
And they overprotective (Uh)
I told them niggas, "Hold it down
Let me work for a second"
I had some packs and made it
Stretch like a yoga instructor (Really)
Shit, I'm always finessing
(Uh) , it's a whole 'nother setting (Uh)
I have to double up on safes
For this dough that I'm getting (Right)
Plus, I just got another fifty
A whole 'nother blessing
Make sure you stack some away for March
It's a whole 'nother lesson
Had 'em over the edge, and legend has it
Drought hit i had to show 'em magic
(Uh) , charge high like they never had it
On God, spot cliquing
Pack kickin' like Jean Claude
My mission, got the hood in an arm bar
Come on, dawg, my onslaught
Way more John Blaze, you on dark
Trust I'm good, I want her
Mouth, you want her heart, i'm on par
She double back to me all in all, uh
On the low, though
She really couldn't wait 'til I was solo
You tripping when you know that that's a mojo
I ain't never trippin' over old flow
DC girl like a lil' go-go
Plus, she on my body, that's a GoPro
I always catch her creepin' under photos
They come a dime a dozen, talkin' boatloads
Boatloads, boatloads
When you from the city, they see you winning
They hate it hard to be concerned when I'm
Laughing and gettin' faded
I got twenty thoroughbreds
It be hard to just pick a favorite
She playing with my hair and she
Asking if she can braid it
Drama got a residence, he in Vegas
He wanna take me
I was tryna date her, but lately
She acting flakey maybe I'm mistaken and she
Ain't tryna be taken
I thought I was player, but damn
She might've played me (O oh)
I got a shorty out in DC
And she rock the '99 D's with
The primary colors on 'em
Turnt all summer on 'em
Ayy, forget about what you-call-him
On the low, though
She really couldn't wait 'til I was solo
You tripping when you know that that's a mojo
I ain't never trippin' over old flow
DC girl like a lil' go-go
Plus, she on my body, that's a GoPro
I always catch her creeping under photos
They come a dime a dozen, talkin' boatloads
Boatloads, boatloads
Was over for lectures (Right)
Hired lieutenants, worked the spot
And they overprotective (Uh)
I told them niggas, "Hold it down
Let me work for a second"
I had some packs and made it
Stretch like a yoga instructor (Really)
Shit, I'm always finessing
(Uh) , it's a whole 'nother setting (Uh)
I have to double up on safes
For this dough that I'm getting (Right)
Plus, I just got another fifty
A whole 'nother blessing
Make sure you stack some away for March
It's a whole 'nother lesson
Had 'em over the edge, and legend has it
Drought hit i had to show 'em magic
(Uh) , charge high like they never had it
On God, spot cliquing
Pack kickin' like Jean Claude
My mission, got the hood in an arm bar
Come on, dawg, my onslaught
Way more John Blaze, you on dark
Trust I'm good, I want her
Mouth, you want her heart, i'm on par
She double back to me all in all, uh
On the low, though
She really couldn't wait 'til I was solo
You tripping when you know that that's a mojo
I ain't never trippin' over old flow
DC girl like a lil' go-go
Plus, she on my body, that's a GoPro
I always catch her creepin' under photos
They come a dime a dozen, talkin' boatloads
Boatloads, boatloads
When you from the city, they see you winning
They hate it hard to be concerned when I'm
Laughing and gettin' faded
I got twenty thoroughbreds
It be hard to just pick a favorite
She playing with my hair and she
Asking if she can braid it
Drama got a residence, he in Vegas
He wanna take me
I was tryna date her, but lately
She acting flakey maybe I'm mistaken and she
Ain't tryna be taken
I thought I was player, but damn
She might've played me (O oh)
I got a shorty out in DC
And she rock the '99 D's with
The primary colors on 'em
Turnt all summer on 'em
Ayy, forget about what you-call-him
On the low, though
She really couldn't wait 'til I was solo
You tripping when you know that that's a mojo
I ain't never trippin' over old flow
DC girl like a lil' go-go
Plus, she on my body, that's a GoPro
I always catch her creeping under photos
They come a dime a dozen, talkin' boatloads
Boatloads, boatloads