Yacht Club

 Em                        D
Runnin' up bands, got my guap up
 C                       G
All the bad hoes wanna top us
Em                   D
Too many wild parties on the yacht
  C                          G
Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club


[Verse: Lil Yachty & Juice WRLD]
Em         D
Ayy, ayy, air it out
 C                     G
Pull up at your spot, and I air it out
 Em                     D
Gang on the gas and it's very loud
  C                     G
Stop sayin' my name before you wear it out
    Em                  D
I been sippin' lean, tryna slow me down
   C                       G
I need me a bitch that'll hold me down
  Em                  D
Gang comin' strong, yeah we rollin' out
   C                  G
Throw a party like Rollin' Loud
 Em          D
Ayy, don't come unless she stay in focus
    C                    G
Soldiers at 10-4, sent your bitch the info
   Em                         D
Feelin' real blessed with Juice, that's my kinfolk
 C                         G                                  Em
Bless up, she tell me I'm a god, get on her knees for confession
       D                                   C
Sent a vid to her nigga, had to teach a lesson
   G                                        Em
Me and Boat only want bad hoes in our section
               D                             C
Juice, why these pussy ass niggas always pressin'?
                     G                               Em
I don't know, let 'em talk, I'ma go get my Smith & Wesson
          D                       C
Blessed boys under 21, steady flexin'
      Em                                        D
I'm gettin' too rich, can't do flights with connections
     C                                   G
.40 on my hip, I won't fight, bitch I'm reckless
    Em             D                                    C
Codeine what I sip, that shit come in straight from Texas
    G            Em                           D
Reach for my chain, you'll get beat just like Nexus
       C                                     G
Lamborghini dreams, but you still drive a Lexus
Em          D                          C
I'm a young king, I might fuck Alexis Texas
       G               Em                          D
But I ain't on no Drake shit, I won't get her pregnant
   C                                  G
Damn, young Juice WRLD, boy, you reckless
   Em                          D
And I feel you, until I get her naked
    C                        G
When I get up in it, I might have to stay in
   Em                       D
Well if she goin' like that, let's run a train then
        C                    G                  Em
Fuck, I think I nutted in her, I might need a playpen
   D
And a stroller
   C                         G
How I get this deep? We rode her like a Rover
   Em                   D
No games, but I XBOX control her
   C                          G
She do the gang like a nerd doin' homework
          Em                          D
.40 in my pants, that bitch thought it was a boner
      C                          G
If I go broke, I'ma juug off Motorolas
  Em                            D
But now I'm up in France, Lil Boat, that's my mans
    C                           G
We get the green and then we fly around like Peter Pan
    Em                            D
That's cool, but I just thought 'bout somethin', wait

(What?)
  G                C
This baby got your face
  Em                          D
So fuck that lil' baby, boy's back to the place
   C                G
Back to the trap, back to the gang


[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]
 Em                         D
Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (Runnin' the guap up)
   C                    G
All the bad hoes wanna top us (They wanna top us)
   Em                    D
Too many wild parties on the yacht (Ohh-oh)
    C                      G
Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (Out the yacht club)


[Outro: Juice WRLD & Lil Yachty]
    Em. D. C. G
Oh-oh-oh