Westside Gunn, Estee Nack - Banana Yacht lyrics

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Brr (Brr, brr)
Boom, boom, boom, boom,  boom
 boom, boom, boom,  boom, boom

Ayo, niggas soundin' like this shit a style
(Like this shit a style)
Rose AP with the Arabic dial
(With the Arabic dial)
Broad day, do you foul
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Do you foul)
My last two whips cost me 400 thou'
(Cost me 400 thou', skrt)

You know what time it is, my nigga, woah
This is night time, nigga, you know, my nigga
You know the fuckin' beat, my nigga (yeah)
My niggas' niggas up late
No introduction necessary, you heard? (Woah)
Ayo

We out the bag, I'm with the FLYGOD
Niggas said they wanted that
Work up in the Glad bag, fuck the credit
Comin' back (I see 'em)
Rock the Boston hat to match
The red on my lumberjack (Fly)
Play the block, heavy daily
Countin' fetty and runnin' laps (Run it)
Rainy days
Was fuckin' bougie bitches on summer nights
(Woah) tried to fuck her years ago
But now I don't wanna pipe (Ha ha ha)
Down to feed the dogs
But still the ovens is butter white
(Up and down) tryna get a order
Brock'll hit you with somethin' nice
(What you need?)
Four niggas rushin' in, weapons of some type
(Boom) talkin' 'bout your shooters
We can get into gunfights (Bow bow bow bow)
Clint Eastwood
My eyes squint in the sunlight (Aimin')
And you can say whatever if
The message is spun right (Whatever)
Snubnose sneezin' shit, gesundheit
Lovin' life (Achoo)
Au Bon Pain slice
Now I'm takin' another flight (Where)
Took the whole cum blast like the
Shit was blood of Christ (Woah)
Bitches who know me, I live a double life
(Uh) i bear witness to the FLYGOD
Still we both is Gods (We Gods)
Fuckin' with the squad, it's no beef
You leaving with open scars
(Kill you, nigga)
Legends stay quotin' my bars
Weed smoke to stars (Smoke)
The architect from out the lodge
Give a thotty a throat massage (Oh)

Woah (Woah)
Hold on, son, you got options here
You heard? (yeah, oh)

Ayo, Cern, brought the stick (Brr)
My extraordinary art legit (The flyest)
Spark the piff
Me and ya cutty while I walk this pit
(Not for the cops)
Caught in the mix of the money
Niggas dummies if you think
I'ma call it quit's (Ha ha ha)
Cock and spit
Shit fuck the arguments and the politics
(Brr) niggas listen
I'm only focused on gettin' rich
(Really rich) talkin' big rich
(Uh, huh) follow suit and get you
Some bigger shit (Double up, son)
Hollow tip inside the Beretta clip
Let 'em slip (What up, what up?)
Put you on the passage to
Hell or Heaven quick, yo
(Pew pew pew)
The coffee grinder never ground coffee
That's the gift (Trap)
The NutraBullet ain't for juicin' either
Magic mixin' this trap shit
Accurate fact list
MAC you lift for flippin'
This nigga mattress (Boom)
Hammer face, I can weave the Arabic
Mathematical practices (Math)
Satin pillowcases
Fragrance is acid trip and half a brick
Smash it to fragments, bag this shit
Cash click and the stacks captured it
(Money)
Gave her the capsule that had her lit
That's the ticket
I got the shit wrapped in stitches
My nigga, I've mastered it, fast with it
Clash a critic, tell it to your face that
Your shit is porquería (Trash)
El 'Hustleo' el amor de mi vida
Estamos activos en la esquina nigga, listen
The semi go "Tra" like Don Chezina (Brra)
Niggas wantin' drama to pop
So I hold the nina (Boom)
Woah (Woah)

Ayo, niggas soundin' like this shit a style
(Like this shit a style)
Rose AP with the Arabic dial
(With the Arabic dial)
Broad day, do you foul
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Do you foul)
My last two whips cost me 400 thou'
(Cost me 400 thou', skrt)