Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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Bean!
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Feet on the gas, 110 on the dash, wait
Passin' 'n lappin' up former homies
That's past tense
I'm at Bavette's
Sending beef back, like they cooked it funny
Paranoid, I'm praying for anybody that's looking for me
Say my peace
C'est la vie
It's nothin' they can say to me
Put all my hoes in Alpaca for the winter
I spent like eight a piece
My OG knows
Every time I step outside, I'm taking risks
I just want to make enough to fly to England to take the piss
One my hoes obnoxious
When she cum, she sound like Jadakiss
I'll make ya bitch forget that she ever loved you
Like Jada Smith, if it's ever beef
I'll embarrass you in front of the whole world like Jada Smith
Don't want my girl to need me
I want her to ball like alopecia
Reallocating the funds for the features
She salivatin' over the funk from these creatures
I was in Humboldt
Breaking down that A5 chuck roll
Keep the cast iron so hot it blow dumb smoke
Look
You ain't never piss in a Korean pop star mouth
And I can merch it
The shit I do on accident harder than what you do on purpose
I ain't even scratch the surface
Keep a blick in the purse that I stash the percs in
Every word I spoke considered active learning
Eating off my passive earnings
Certain lessons I had to learn 'em
Reason you getting back doored is you lack discernment
Shit getting tragic early
Bean
Life been moving like a Harmony Korine film
Yeah
It was September
Vol. two