Lyrics:
you was snitching dawg might get you dropped for free (pew, Pew)
I popped a bean in the back of the foreign take off your top for me
I'll be back but
& 9, plane slapping like coofie
Yeah the top is ruthless
But shorty roll this bean and spark it
Then give me jaws like shark week
Treat me like
a fucking 90's baby
Try to jack my fucking steez
Bitch you must be crazy
I'm a lazy ass nigga when I'm beat my dick
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80
bands
I'm off a bean and a gram
I met your girl, she a fan, wait, yeah
Uh, you niggas will never touch
Nigga, I never give fucks, uh
I do that flow way
tag-uri
Uau, uau, stomp-boxez, prea mult Jack London
Fără poze sau dialoguri știi că
Am un scut tectonic, uite un scurt istoric
Nu-i vina mea că tactu'
Îi
umor negru
În timpu liber pun bombe
Scriu cărți și sterg tag-uri
Uau, uau, stomp-boxez, prea mult Jack London
Fără poze sau dialoguri știi că
Am un scut
a Poundland
And all he found was ‘exposed’
Beans and no ketchup
Sriracha and eggs for twelve-fifty, etcetera
Bargaining with hardening arteries the
Marketing
statistics, you breathed a heartfelt breath
Those goods and chattels listed, as life melts into death
Among the beans and barley who would not be content
All in
hard 'til the day that I'm old
What I'm on, shit, I'm cross-fitted in Vegas
Sipping this Honey Jack shit 'til it's gone
Everybody wanna kick it in
Baked beans, sollie belly and a tun of brew. He saw his chance to be a man, he'd always been a little boy in the clan. He wiped his sweat of his hands
me on a real glitch
Crazy nigga only fuck me off a bean
He fuck good me i still do that nigga green
You keep on talking nigga ima make a scene
Call it
you passive, what?
Moving a way I can't jack you, what?
Soon be left in the past tense, what?
She love how I get shawty say I'm attractive
Baby just
Bitch come over here lemme see it
No mike jack, I jus wanna beat it
Two twin glocks, that's Bonnie and Clyde
Lil shorty a freak and she tryna come
attached, then asks if I really love her back
Only love is when she spreads her legs like a jumping Jack
But fuck it, it's really nothing bad
I carry
as rice and buttered beans
Hustle I can instruct you on how to be sucker free
My chicks divas, ya'lls barely hit the meter
We bangin' the yard, ya'lls ain't
a gun out on bond in three states
Can't catch me
SRT
Super unleaded my gasoline
Used to jack off with that vaseline
Locked up in that cell with a bag
The Charlie don't hit without Benji (like, what?)
It's like, how many dead niggas do y'all got? (Like, what?)
Free the guys, they score like a Wock'
He jack
full of foundin' fathers
Last year, was eatin' Bush beans
Now we havin' Pinot and pasta (Uh, huh)
Still dreaded like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I
bitches, now, I leave 'em all on seen
Moon walkin' on the dope, Mike Jack, Billie Jean
Whole team got them Glocks in this bitch with twenty beams
Whole
like a lobster trap
It's the s to the p-o-s-e
So broke can't afford no jet ski (nope)
Mix Jack Daniels with pepsi
'til you think my balls are sexy
Stir
plots of celery
Got bouncing beans, mashed money
In this cultural agri clash
Cows bite the grass like
It's covered in honey. Snuggles
The bunny,
they were selling class
Now they ain't in my class, class
V.I.P. that's Chip
No beans just chips
Got the weed, got the Rizzla
But there's no spliff
black jelly beans
I'm on the scene in my jeans, smokin' weed from a sac
Muthafucka, where you at? I got cocaine raps
Ya hardcore CB4 uproar made a nice
the increase gettin jack right in front of me
So I pull the tech close, my finger's on the trigger
Don't want to get wet, so they step
Cause mine's is slighty
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