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in the kitchen (prod. timeline x prod g1) - bean team lyrics

[hook:]
i’m gonna buy me a gucci belt
k!ll your ass for speaking like roosevelt
you and your homies are going to h*ll
i’m gonna blast like 25 shotgun sh*lls

gave beans to my mom she said it’s delicious
yea this sh*t is real someone said its fiction
serving these beans in on a mission (uh)
deep frying my meat i’m in the kitchen (uh)

[verse 1:]
i’m making a livin off my k!llin making these beans for my n*ggas you know how we coming
running and gunnin ‘these streets ima hustler when it comes to beans you know they switching that stomach
i know you that p*ssy on the pumas that you wearing cause when you get scarеd you get back onto running
i think that the beans makе me crazy i just crashed the mercedes, i needa heat them back up in the oven

beans are now the headline
beans come in clutch in the crunch time
handing out my beans i feel like i’m that lady that be running the lunch line
do this sh*t for the team ain’t no snitching here we ain’t like tekashi 6ix9ine
we not sipping lean sky hooking like kareem i’ve been waiting its my time to shine

off them bananas i feel like an ape
sending them bullets they coming your way
feeling like santa i’m whippin that sleigh
taste buds exploding like i’m michael bay
i got your whole team in a chokehold
why i’m always moving with a heart so cold
ill always ride for my brothers i never fold
your b*tch giving me head cause you sent the address to the wrong home
(yuh)
[verse 2:]
giving me head the bed so squeaky
my d*ck so erected i get onto leaking
the beans turn me on its getting freaky
i give the beans who yell they need me

i’m gonna graduate then turn to the president
beans are the best you cannot make no argument
it made me that money i’m stacking these benjamins
split you in half when i throw the destructo disk

spent a 50 on this dish, i bought a meal for my b*tch
just kidding i wish i could do that, these beans got me rocking a doo rag
dunkin my last name is donuts wait a more couple years ill be considered a grownup
told my mom that i never wanna grow up, but i wanna grow me some big coconuts

we be using all the flows, steal one of them you’ll be on the floor
you be eating sloppy joe (instead of the beans)
watching you cry is my favorite show
me and mangy you already know
drawing the cover arts michelangelo
next to me you’re on your tippy toes

(yuh) bop it
i be spitting some comets(comets)
spitting on these poems(sonnets)
my beans not getting sold at the store(fax)
eating the beans with your corpse(yeah)
my d*ck is as large as a horse (packing)
no nut november i caught you (lacking)
your fatass don’t fit in this casket(casket)
call me a homies*xual
sucked my d*ck
my ribs are flexible
no mistake i’m impeccable
my beans are unbreakable
can’t take my beans they unclaimable
i suck d*ck like an intellectual
when i got the beans, i’ll let you know

[verse 3:]
spent 2k on balenciagas mix the beans up with the pasta
mix the beans with the lasagna put the beans inside the salsa
we got some beans from the sandbox who we probably won’t see till the grave
they ain’t got no love for me they way that im making these beans they dont wanna ride the wave

im like giannis a play for the bucks
ordering chick*fila put some beans in the deluxe
blowing up next year i’m gon self destruct
i don’t give a f*ck yea i’m blowing up
me and the beans yea we going up
rap bout my beans just for fun
i stay toting my f*cking gun
made some beans not just for me for everyone

b*tch going crazy like lilo and stitch
trying to f*ck up my vibe yous a witch
hope you f*cking die go fall off a bridge
beans make me crazy yea maybe just a smidge
how many times i say beans yeah i keep it a hunnid
how many n*ggas she said that she f*cking
living rent free in your head count the miles i’m running
you a vampire took blood out my d*ck you was sucking

[hook:]
i’m gonna buy me a gucci belt
k!ll your ass for speaking like roosevelt
you and your homies are going to h*ll
i’m gonna blast like 25 shotgun sh*lls

gave beans to my mom she said it’s delicious
yea this sh*t is real someone said its fiction
serving these beans in on a mission (uh)
deep frying my meat i’m in the kitchen (yuh)

- bean team lyrics

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