Boat
Kevin Gates Lyrics

I sent a load to Virginia
I arranged for some goods to be delivered to Virginia

I took a boat to Virginia
I traveled by boat to Virginia

I know you remember
I'm sure you have memories of what I'm talking about

Bad bitch shoppin' out in Tysons Corner, how could you forget it?
I met an attractive woman shopping in Tysons Corner and it's hard to forget her

Sunnyside Café in Baltimore, I know you remember
We went to the Sunnyside Café in Baltimore and I'm sure you remember

Alexandria, in the project, I post up and I get it
I operate in Alexandria and the project area, and I know how to make money

Columbia Pike, eighteen-wheeler, 'bout to unload in a minute
I'm on Columbia Pike and about to unload a truck

Got a few metric ton loads comin' in, I been reluctant to touch 'em
I have some deliveries coming in, but I'm hesitant to deal with them

I got a bitch out in South Carolina, I done been throwin' that dick in her stomach
I have a woman in South Carolina and our sexual relationship is intimate

Happy when makin' my music, recordin'
I'm happy when making music and recording it

B taught me how to recompress a block, workin' a five-ton jack
B taught me how to pack drugs tighter, using a five-ton jack

Sometimes I still feel myself slippin' back into old depression
I sometimes still regress to my old depressive state

Idle mind reminiscin' 'bout past relationships, goin' to stressin'
When I'm idle, I think about past relationships and start to stress

Got a lot of love in the streets, but that won't make the bitch you want be grateful
I have support in the streets, but that doesn't mean the person I want will appreciate it

God sent me a new situation, just want you to know that she amazin'
I believe that a good woman was sent to me by a higher power because she's amazing

Bein' reflective, we sit and we talk, Deep meditation, she healin' my scars
We have deep conversations and meditation sessions, and she helps me heal from past traumas

She got idea that I'm still dealin' raw
She suspects that I'm still selling drugs

She got an idea that I get in my feelings
She thinks I can become emotional easily

Sometimes when I'm chillin', I'm dealin' her wrong
Sometimes when I'm relaxed, I treat her poorly

She got an idea that I'm still affiliated with the mafia, I'm drivin' the car
She thinks I'm still connected to organized crime and drive a car related to it

She got an idea that if her baby daddy play with her children, I take him to war
She thinks I will retaliate if her ex poses a threat to her children

Yeah, I got a new nigga and he great
I have a new partner and he's wonderful

I'm workin' out, I been gettin' in shape
I've been exercising and improving my physical fitness

I ain't really one for droppin' names
I don't like to name-drop

I just know his last name rhyme with weight
His last name sounds similar to the word 'weight'

Escalade backin' up to the gate
An Escalade is backing up to our location

Because of him, I get a brick off the face
Thanks to him, I have access to a significant amount of drugs

We up in B-Town
We're in B-Town (possibly Baltimore)

Airbnb and he finna D me down
We're staying in an Airbnb and he's going to have sex with me

His exes want beef now
His former partners are now angry with him

But I'm from the streets and I really put heat down
I come from the streets and I can handle myself in a dangerous situation

I put a parking pass on the car
I placed a parking pass on the car

I took a flight, comin' back tomorrow
I took a flight and I'm scheduled to return tomorrow

I took a redeye from Atlanta
I took a late-night flight from Atlanta

Picked up in a Redeye with a hammer
I was given a gun when I was picked up from the airport

He got me facedown in the mattress
He has me lying facedown on the bed

Get on the Greyhound with a package
I'm taking a Greyhound bus with a package

Grippin' my waist now when he smack it
He has his arm around my waist while hitting it from behind

I pour an eight down in a Fanta
I mixed an eight of drugs into a Fanta drink

Nigga, my voice soundin' kinda raspy
My voice is sounding a bit rough

I got some ballplayers wan' get at me
Some basketball players are interested in me

I ain't got time for him, I got status
I don't have time for him because I have a reputation to uphold

Four forty-eight, weigh it up and bag it
I have 448 grams of drugs to weigh and package

I ain't goin' back and forth 'bout an addy
I'm not going to argue about an address

Just put a thousand on 'em up in traffic
Just put a thousand dollars on someone in a traffic situation