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Prple Hart - Beamer Lyrics



Prple Hart - Beamer Lyrics




Whipping the Beamer I steer while I sip,
She is so wet with my wrist full of drip
Rolling on ecstasy, molly I flip
Money is calling so I gotta dip

The way that I live, that shit is expensive
I'm sexting your main bitch and breaking her back
Bust in her mouth and I'm giving her back
I hate how I feel but I love what the drugs do

You can get mad but it's still homie f*ck you
Back up in the spaceship, quarter in the rolling tray so I'm finna face it
Packing up a strap that be on some outer space shit
Spitting out the flames that'll leave a homie faceless

It's a healthy mix of good and evil that I'm chasing
AZ's getting hot cooking eggs up on the pavement
Leg breaking, kicking in your teeth so you can see my mood is changing
This kinetic energy will do your f*cking brain in

That's a quick 16, pour two pints up in a liter
Getting hella brain in a mothaf*ckin two seater
Feeling hella classy cus interior is cedar
Shawty looking hungry so perkies is what I feed her

Berretta Smith and Wesson, that's a 40 millimeter
Stacking up these racks, I can't f*cking conceal it
Shawty choosing me, my outfit looking cleaner
Switched out like a shirt and my new bitch is in my Beamer

Berretta Smith and Wesson, that's a 40 millimeter
Stacking up these racks, I can't f*cking conceal it
Shawty choosing me, my outfit looking cleaner
Switched out like a shirt and my new bitch is in my Beamer

Break... break, break, break break break
Break a bitch back call that a spinal crack
Bitch all in my business like a f*cking spinal tap
She want in my pants, lil bitch I'm fine with that

Why you always cap while I'm speaking straight facts?
She been on my bed with her ass hella fat
I'm not talking checks when I'm saying bounce back
Benzos in my system, I won't remember that

Freaky bitches freebasing and f*cking off the foil
Call me a mechanic cus I'm flipping all this oil
No soil, the wax is lab tested, no message
Call me on the celly if your trynna get a package

Like a dyke bitch, got different sizes strapping
Beamer full of sound, you bet the bass is slapping
I'm not rich yet but I'm early morning trapping
Got tablets, rolling down Bell with a bag full of acid

That's a quick 16, pour two pints up in a liter
Getting hella brain in a mothaf*ckin two seater
Feeling hella classy cus interior is cedar
Shawty looking hungry so perkies is what I feed her

Barretta Smith and Wesson, that's a 40 millimeter
Stacking up these racks I learn more than my teachers
Cleaning off ya face, you can call it Stanley's Steamers
On a high speed chase in my mothaf*cking Beamer
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Whipping the Beamer I steer while I sip,
She is so wet with my wrist full of drip
Rolling on ecstasy, molly I flip
Money is calling so I gotta dip

The way that I live, that shit is expensive
I'm sexting your main bitch and breaking her back
Bust in her mouth and I'm giving her back
I hate how I feel but I love what the drugs do

You can get mad but it's still homie f*ck you
Back up in the spaceship, quarter in the rolling tray so I'm finna face it
Packing up a strap that be on some outer space shit
Spitting out the flames that'll leave a homie faceless

It's a healthy mix of good and evil that I'm chasing
AZ's getting hot cooking eggs up on the pavement
Leg breaking, kicking in your teeth so you can see my mood is changing
This kinetic energy will do your f*cking brain in

That's a quick 16, pour two pints up in a liter
Getting hella brain in a mothaf*ckin two seater
Feeling hella classy cus interior is cedar
Shawty looking hungry so perkies is what I feed her

Berretta Smith and Wesson, that's a 40 millimeter
Stacking up these racks, I can't f*cking conceal it
Shawty choosing me, my outfit looking cleaner
Switched out like a shirt and my new bitch is in my Beamer

Berretta Smith and Wesson, that's a 40 millimeter
Stacking up these racks, I can't f*cking conceal it
Shawty choosing me, my outfit looking cleaner
Switched out like a shirt and my new bitch is in my Beamer

Break... break, break, break break break
Break a bitch back call that a spinal crack
Bitch all in my business like a f*cking spinal tap
She want in my pants, lil bitch I'm fine with that

Why you always cap while I'm speaking straight facts?
She been on my bed with her ass hella fat
I'm not talking checks when I'm saying bounce back
Benzos in my system, I won't remember that

Freaky bitches freebasing and f*cking off the foil
Call me a mechanic cus I'm flipping all this oil
No soil, the wax is lab tested, no message
Call me on the celly if your trynna get a package

Like a dyke bitch, got different sizes strapping
Beamer full of sound, you bet the bass is slapping
I'm not rich yet but I'm early morning trapping
Got tablets, rolling down Bell with a bag full of acid

That's a quick 16, pour two pints up in a liter
Getting hella brain in a mothaf*ckin two seater
Feeling hella classy cus interior is cedar
Shawty looking hungry so perkies is what I feed her

Barretta Smith and Wesson, that's a 40 millimeter
Stacking up these racks I learn more than my teachers
Cleaning off ya face, you can call it Stanley's Steamers
On a high speed chase in my mothaf*cking Beamer
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Writer: Keegan Kenny
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Performed By: Prple Hart
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Keegan Kenny

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