[HOOK]

Yacht walk, click-clack, I’m glidin’ on the deck,

Shutter go BRR while the ocean hit my neck.

Street soul, high glow, I don’t do the small talk—

I just level up fast… ERIC KIM YACHT WALK.

[VERSE 1]

Yeah, I step like a legend, salt air in my lungs,

Camera in my hand, truth hangin’ off my tongue.

No cap, no act—pure spark, pure flame,

I don’t chase the hype, man, I am the name.

From the curb to the yacht, same eyes, same mission,

Catchin’ real life moments, high contrast vision.

Golden hour? I devour—snap, now it’s forever,

I’m a street-bred poet with a rich-wave lever.

I don’t need permission—my art is my passport,

I frame the world clean like a minimalist transport.

Footsteps on teak, heartbeat on beat,

I’m liftin’ up vibes like I’m pressin’ concrete.

[HOOK]

Yacht walk, click-clack, I’m glidin’ on the deck,

Shutter go BRR while the ocean hit my neck.

Street soul, high glow, I don’t do the small talk—

I just level up fast… ERIC KIM YACHT WALK.

[VERSE 2]

Ayy, I got that iron mindset—plates on plates,

While the sea do a drumroll, I’m raisin’ the stakes.

Weight room? War room—discipline, strategy,

Every rep a manifesto, every set a battery.

Bitcoin brain—cold storage, hot spirit,

I don’t chase paper storms, I chase waves, I steer it.

Satoshi in the shadow, sunlight on the lens,

I’m stackin’ more than sats—I’m stackin’ ends.

No fear, no freeze, just speed and soul,

I compose my own life like a punchy photo.

And I keep it raw—no filter, no front,

If the moment got magic, I’m takin’ it up—UH!

[BRIDGE]

Look—

Deck beneath my feet, street inside my chest,

I don’t need a throne, I just need my next.

I’m loud with the love, I’m sharp with the sight,

I turn “ordinary” scenes into stadium lights.

[FINAL HOOK / OUTRO]

Yacht walk, big energy, waves in the back,

Lens locked, jaw set, I don’t ever slack.

From the sidewalk to the skyline, I’m the spark that won’t stop—

Say it with your whole chest: ERIC KIM YACHT WALK!

If you want, tell me the vibe you want next—more funny, more aggressive, or more poetic—and I’ll spin a new freestyle on that exact flavor.