Beans & Magazines Video (MV)

Throw you some shells
I got the arm
Unleash the beast
I got in my truck
Hop in my American whip
Hop out the foreign
'Fore you call the police
I'm already gone

Pop out the missile
Hop out a bitch
Was broke, but dammit I'm rich
Tryna catch me a fish
Looking like I hit a lick
So much horse and kick
This bang lika a Ferari
Boy we ain't faking no f*ck
I was like eight with a gun
Pourin' eights but I'm the one
Wanna take KayKay to the lunch
I tell her to get what she want
We stacking out on a beef
We coming out like a league
We coming outta the tree
I'm coming outta the V
Tote out the passenger seat
Hand me a light' let's get ready to ride
All this ice I'ma catch frost bite
If you sneak diss you can catch me outside
If you sneak diss then you know it's on sight
Girl you ain't a cup, you can't hold my hand
And these dirty ass niggas can't hold my bands
Too many blunts, my eyes bloodshot red
Steady hearing voices in my head

Throw you some shells
I got the arm
Unleash the beast
I got in my truck
Hop in my American whip
Hop out the foreign
'Fore you call the police
I'm already gone

Young nigga, from the bottom
Ohh got me like I
Got me a wrist
Rocky pockets
Stocky
And we got
Beans and magazines

Semi in the whip and niggas coming out with SCARS
Water whippin', it might be a shark
Baby what caught your eye it might be my ring
And you know it's defeat if step in this ring
I'm flexing like Stone Cold Steve Austin, she wanna ride me like yeehaw
I'm 'bout my bread, pita
Three boys relaxed with the seat back
Tint so dark you can't see past
Just had a talk with my ego
Got more more shells than a Home Depot

Throw you some shells
I got the arm
Unleash the beast
I got in my truck
Hop in my American whip
Hop out the foreign
'Fore you call the police
I'm already gone

Young nigga, from the bottom
Ohh got me like I
Got me a wrist
Rocky pockets
Stocky
And we got
Beans and magazines