Skip to content

Smoke DZA – Boatloads Lyrics

Boatloads Lyrics By Smoke DZA

MonstaBeatz
Yeah, uh
Yeah, push God, bitch, uh

Soon as I started getting money, was over for lectures
High as lieutenants, worked the spot, and they overprotective
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
Shit, I’m always finessing, it’s a whole ‘nother setting
I have to double up on safes for this dough that I’m getting
Plus I just got another fifty, a whole ‘nother blessing
Make sure you [?] it’s a whole ‘nother lesson
Had ’em over the edge, and legend has it, drought hit
I had to show ’em magic, charge high like they never had it
On God, spot cliquing, pack kicking like John Claw
My mission, got the hood in their own bar
Come on, dawg, my onslaught
Way more John Blaze, you on, dawg
Trust I’m good, I want her mouth, you want her heart
She double back to me all in all

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 tripping over old flows
DC girl like a lil’ go-go
Plus she on my body, that’s a go-go
I always catch her creeping under photos
They come a dime a dozen, talking boatloads
Boatloads, boatloads

When you from the city, they see you winning, they hate it
Hard to be concerned when I’m laughing and getting 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 ’em
I was tryna date her, but lately, she acting fake
Maybe I’m mistaken and she ain’t tryna be taken
I thought I was player, but damn, she might of played me
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 ’em

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 tripping over old flows
DC girl like a lil’ go-go
Plus she on my body, that’s a go-go
I always catch her creeping under photos
They come a dime a dozen, talking boatloads
Boatloads, boatloads