Lyrics:
Be beefin' with us
Put some respect up on my
Name all tree them niggas i got a fetish for
Lamborghinis and fettuccine
Bad bitches that never see me
up off the scene
While I stack this fettucine
cnd I got this fine lil' mamacita
I'm on my grind, but she tryin' see me
I know she'll be by my side if
(This a Plies check-in, bro)
I was blind when they crossed me (Know this shit took cash to drop)
I been used by niggas, I been used by bitches
One
Let me get some gin pour up
Got some bomb weed roll up
Niggas got their gang thrown' up
These niggas got their game
They got it from us
I'm with my gang
(Chopsquad)
Traplanta shit, Skippa Da Flippa in this bitch, you hear me?
Get It Gang, Temper Up Gang
Shoot 'Em Up Gang, Take Some' Gang
On me
of a car go by in a stream
Seems like I stand pretty much unseen
But I open my eyes and beams
Come out
Gimme, gimme, symphonies
Gimme more than
by the system it seems
World can be good but mo evil youngins staying wit those beams
Positive vibes we need yea that's what I'm gon bring
Stro sent me
dirty
Not the one to be swept up
step up, I'd love to open your chest up
I've got no concept of life or death
All I want is your last breath
Give me
Drifting by an ocean breeze
Watching movies
Lean back, watch the sunset
Wait for me, when I come back
Now I’m watching movies
On a high beam
Melting dreams
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
heart
Puttin' cheese to her college degree, but a lot of fleas shake it up for free
If it was up to me, you'd be with me, sippin' Beam, ridin' in
of fleas shake it up for free
If it was up to me, you'd be with me, sippin' Beam, ridin' in between
Lagrange and Athens, if you love me, engrave my name
She like niggas who make money I said alright
Won't take my foot up off the gas
My future looking bright
Just got a AR
It's 300 black
With a beam
it, I came up from poverty
Doing way better, my Mama them proud of me
I promise to shit on them niggas who doubted me
Fuck em I'm balling, they sitting
can't freeze up
Running up the money Quicksilver they can't catch up
Put the beam on his chest now he look like Iron Man
Finished on her face and it made
shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a token booth
It
shot if you calling for back up, you getting too close nigga back up (Move look)
Nigga like Ikarus, burned by the sun, dirty lil nigga with no type
(what up?)
Young niggas, y'all can't hurt me
Better watch and observe me
And learn how to earn better, I burn cheddar
I set fire to your empire
I
(what up?)
Young niggas, y'all can't hurt me
Better watch and observe me
And learn how to earn better, I burn cheddar
I set fire to your empire
I
imma' ride
Gang got the bank on my side
I'm finna' stay with the beam
The beam finna' stay by my side
I'm all in the function now
And I'm up to something
nuit , l'amour me fais des signes
Jeune ratpi , je veski les zines
T'es étonné quand j'pull up dans la beam
Un regard tu finis dans la bin
Tout ça tu le
bitch, what the fuck you going to do?
Crank on a bitch like a monkey on the loose
Pour up my cup, got me jiggin' like a loon'
Fuck all them people, they
You had me wanna put a ring on it
Said I love you just by how the way you sing on it
To myself with my nina got a beam on it
Goin in without protection
niggas really know about pressure,
I’m bouta teach you a lesson, shut the fuck up and just listen
Don’t ask me no questions
Step the fuck up to the plate,
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