This is a song about "Yacht"

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

Put a quarter in the slot, got a lot might as well buy a yacht/

Icon or bennetti, it's just yacht chat

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Only real niggas stay on top

Caught and locked, over my yacht you drop.

As i'm dumping your body over the back of my yacht.

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

I float in the pussy like my dick is a yacht uh

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

Let him rot, trod on his yacht that's the plot give him a fucking blood clot

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not