This is a song about "Yacht"

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

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

Icon or bennetti, it's just yacht chat

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

I know you just doing your job

Caught and locked, over my yacht you drop.

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

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

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

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

Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime