Yacht PartySoul Assassins

[Intro]
Relax, big homies
Welcome to the motherfuckin' yacht party, nigga
It's all real in here man
Word up man, don't mind the goons, man
It's nothing but love man, for real man
Ayo

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Promotion by Bentley
The frozen section cold, I'mma act gently though
4K socks, I had some killers with me
Me and Muggs, a couple of thugs, two rich bands
Francis & Pearl, two slick Yugoslavian rats
Who carry nitrogen and guns and they [?], wow
Pistol whip niggas then baow, take 'em out, go
The ambiance made the water silky though
I lit up a L, taste the smell, I felt suspense for no one
At any second we could disrespect it (get away from the rails, man)
So who the fuck try to check me? (woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, easy, easy, easy, yo)
Pulled the Gillette, yo chill, kids in here
Wizards is here, couple rich mommies was peeping my clothes
Yo, blunt me though
Shit's Balmain, fresh from the Baltic Centre
They sniffing coke like it's a violent winter
Assassin brigade, [?], we all of that
Black cards, a couple paisanos
Gold malanos, Voltron wranglers
Rally near the back of the condos
I guess the holla's on, watch me perform
A young thoroughbreded, get it on
You know the Wu is here
Fix ya chair, I'mma style in these wears
Down a few beers
Fourty years of success, from rocking Gucci to Guess
What? Yo, yo
Freeze, little nigga

[Outro]
Haha, yeah, nigga
Cheese, little nigga
Yo, yo (this nigga's drinking too much, my nigga)
Word up, it's real over here, kid
I heard about it, I heard about it, you heard about it?
Yeah, man
It's the real, man