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Let the beat ride out, Jobe. Yeah. Where I'm from, it's gunshots, this shit get lethal. Every day I'm putting on, look like Easter. Know some hoes who will sell it all, Queen Latifah. I just got a brand new FN, Meet the reaper. A little beaner, '03, This that ether. Brand new foreign, peanut butter Seats look like Reese's. See these diamonds, if a nigga reach I gotta Tity. Don't wanna fuck, I just want the head If it's decent. I just met her, she just Gave me top in a Benzo. Big diamonds, this is type of shit that you Get killed for. Nigga flexing, trying to be Shador And got his wrist broke. Broke crazy, he won't Even say what all he hit for, yeah. Talking painted diamonds, I'm forever shining. I can tell he knockoff, that nigga made in China. Watch when I pull up in that Rolls, I'm tryna change the climate. Baby, I can show you off and put you In designer. I been carrying that Taurus, Tell them pass the lighter. They tryna say I'm Underground, but I keep getting higher. If I catch the right play, then I might Retire. Been riding around in black trucks looking Like I'm buyer. Where I'm from, it's gunshots, this Shit get lethal. Every day I'm putting that shit On, look like Easter. Know some hoes who will Sell it all, Queen Latifah. I just got a brand new FN, meet the Reaper. A little beaner, '03, this that ether. Brand new foreign, peanut butter seats look like Reese's. See these diamonds, if a nigga reach I Gotta Tity. Don't wanna fuck, I just want the Head if it's decent. She ain't down to spend the night, then I Just don't like her. They can sell it all Like two dice in one lowrider. All this purple weed here, we gon' need some More lighter. All this purple drink here, we down To pour some more Ice. Fendi and my Burberry, Promise I ain't no Tyson. I'm still on parole, so I never have a Four-five. I been off the Ocean going odd. Lit up like lighthouse on top of the mountain. Send my favorite bitch a postcard. Say you are my life, but my necklace a Fountain, ooh. Bitch, I'm dripping grape jelly. Plenty shit they can't tell me, ooh, yeah. Plenty shit I ain't selling. Trauma gang, y'all ain't felons, ooh, Yeah. Where I'm from, it's gunshots, this shit get Lethal. Every day I'm putting that shit on, Look like Easter. Know some hoes who will sell It all, Queen Latifah. I just got a brand new FN, meet the Reaper. A little beaner, '03, this that ether. Brand new foreign, peanut butter seats look like Reese's. See these diamonds, if a nigga reach I Gotta Tity. Don't wanna fuck, I just want the Head if it's decent.
Lil Bean, 03 Greedo — ether
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