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raising h3ll - beannskii lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
beanns

[chorus]
catch a black n*gga with this chop and turn his ass pale
knocking on his door, i’m finna greet his ass with some sh*lls
with this drac’ tapping bells
on my mama, let a n*gga spill my cup, raising h*ll
i was shy at first, but i had to crack my sh*ll
b*tch off the jungle juice tryna shake her tail
sipping on this juice with tony, got me moving like a snail
sick as f*ck, i just dropped a four just to fix my smell
dude tryna k!ll me ’cause his b*tch be getting real

[verse]
finna break unky out that b*tch since he got no bail
yeah, okay, she bring strips, not success, she ain’t sh*t
cuz been on bullsh*t, i’m finna go on and send a blitz
tryna— tryna look for beann, i’m probably slimming on your b*tch
he reach, then we teach, brodie coming off the hip
wе had smoked his broke ass, that ain’t ‘za, that n*gga hemp
you just a brokе n*gga walking with a gun, you not him
kiss vector giving nappy head, hooligan, untrimmed
he tryna cap, run the cap, we gon’ rerock his brim
i almost popped the plug up on the za, it had stems
yelling “green, f*ck n*gga” with the chop, i got a zen
ha, high as f*ck, the drugs got my mind fried
if she let me get behind, then i’m digging in her spine
fully slowly hit that n*gga body, make him hit the whine
brodie hit him with that yeet, i ain’t talking ’bout no vine
i’m finna throw this b*tch on the cam and stream it like i’m kai
left his striker with some holes, we done decorated his ride
never trip, keep it p, nev— hold on
never trip, keep it p, play it cool
ese out the truck, he get to blasting at you fools
b*tch be my jewels, now she drooling on my tool
beann a badass, give a f*ck about the rules
b*tch, tone it down and watch your lips, i almost lost my cool
like a wizard with the rock, jordan poole
b*tch, you see it on my trust, my mannerism rude
let a n*gga diss the gang, we stump him, leave him cruel
dog sh*t miliita
[chorus]
catch a black n*gga with this chop and turn his ass pale
knocking on his door, i’m finna greet his ass with some sh*lls
with this drac’ tapping bells
on my mama, let a n*gga spill my cup, raising h*ll
i was shy at first, but i had to crack my sh*ll
b*tch off the jungle juice tryna shake her tail
sipping on this juice with tony, got me moving like a snail
sick as f*ck, i just dropped a four just to fix my smell
dude tryna k!ll me ’cause his b*tch be getting real

- beannskii lyrics

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