Are y'all paying Taylor Swift
What is this, man
Send boy a heaven
Puh puh pussy should've never violated
Bullets in your face
Huh, trill
What going on
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Tell it, yeah
Say, uh, trill
Rackaye Pirates
That my twin
Yeah
I'ma slide for him like a Netherlands Viking
She said that I'm foreign
Whole time she don't know I'm from the islands
Gyul, you look good, you're in the carnival
You wanna turn up, And whine it
Move your hips so good, for some reason
It look like perfect timing
What if I got rich for being me
And perfect rhymin
We gonna chill on the yacht
Cause we over here limin
When I get about three yachts
I want all the melanated women on it
When I get about three cars
I want all em say Rackaye on it
When I'm up, I want all the finest women
In my face, I'm just being honest
Gyul, show your brazy side
Ain't no way you gon' be modest, Nasty
Me and my brothers, we tryn go up
We tryn reach the top
Full throttle
Me and my brothers, we cannot be tamed
We cannot be stopped in the boat
Looking for treasure and the gold
Like the, like the
Like the Flying Dutch
Like the Flying Dutch
Like the Flying Dutch
You wanna play with the team
Boy, you gon' get touched
Boy, you gon' get touched
Yeah, we looking for the gold
Like the Flying Dutch
Go get my canvas
I'ma need a brush
Cause it's time to freakin' paint
These dreams, but
I'm not in a rush
You know what I'm sayin'
Rackaye pirates
In the building, yeah
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Rackaye pirates
In the building
Yeah