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chapter ii - elian beak lyrics

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(intro)

b*tch i‘m back
it‘s young beak
if you act
imma send your ass to sleep

man they know da young n*gga
for sure
for sure
for sure

imma baller
danny glover
droppin sh*t
like a toddler

who that bih
thats ur daughter
who u with
same lover

now i got ’em trippin’ (young n*gga trippin’)
i really was whippin’ (young n*gga whippin’)
the sh*t out my kitchen (sh*t out my)
they thought i was dippin’ (thought i was dippin’)

now they talk i don‘t listen
couple bands in the kitchen
pocket fat pocket‘s itching
get the f*ck out my business

yes she likes it
yeah she ride it
uh im drowning
she wet like a fountain

smoke on sh*t now they trippin’
lean is fake but they sip it
i changed my lane now they dippin’
but thats not my business

now they know that i get it (i get it)
my gas is a lil bit different (it‘s different)
my past different, n*gga listen (listen)
pocket fat call it griffin (aye)

your ass get murked
make your b*tch booty spin in a circle
creeping on me these n*ggas be lurkin’
i‘m high like a bird

2 am i’m in a coupé
dropping the top see the moon
they still got nothing to do

they don‘t see sh*t, we got views
take your main hoe on a cruise
10 mins later she took of her shoes

and, this flow i ain‘t stole it
b*tch i‘m the sh*t like a toilet
i put a lil kiss on her forehead
im different

money we gonna make, gonna hit different

and i told ’em stay patient
i know l know you‘ve been waiting
i know n*ggas who been hating
but we making paper

whats hannin’
i‘m back
i rap
i flex
it shines, the neck
it shines, the neck

ain‘t had no money for a scooter (broke)
now i pull up in a uber (oh)
i‘m in drop tops, getting top (hoe)
and if you act, a n*gga got a shooter

300 300 300
im counting on ounces on ounces
i smoke on a ounce in the mountains
she‘s riding my d*ck sh*t is bouncin’

a fountain
i‘m drowning

i‘m drowning
i‘m drowning
i‘m drowning

they know
i‘m ballin

i‘m ballin
i‘m ballin
i‘m ballin

pull up to your spot and make a movie
bad b*tches jumping in jacuzzies
lotta n*ggas flippin’ lotta toolies
wrist iced out with the rubies

i just went to the bank, twenty’s up in my hand
now days i can not bend my lil pocket
she was in my dm shot her shot like tank
but i had lotta hoes i said f*ck it

and my ex still send me pics of the b*tt
she want‘s me to drop the pin
you can‘t come to my spot
blase blase shut up
i‘m not tryna f*ck
you do all that talk
but you don‘t know whats up

eeny, meeny, miny, moe
don‘t give a f*ck about a hoe
used to go to snipes
now we pull up at designer shows

n*ggas out the bendo
pullin up with extendos
light it up like a candle

and i‘m rockin it (rock)
i‘m the opposite (opp)
got your main in my house
and she suckin it (slop top)

n*ggas get mad cause they see
that i‘m droppin sh*t
brian‘s head red
ain‘t even care if you gon’ f*ck with it

i was lazy so i did it just to do it
up all night, i hope this money gettin’ fluid
pulled up to the session i was fully suited
n*gga pulled up to the session we been getting h*lla zooted

pulled out a whole tape
now i might drop it
5 k on that
they spend days in the same boxers

my n*ggas got on joggers
while we eating lobster
you worked a whole month
i just sold balenciagas

don‘t know what to say
every night i pray
that i don‘t loose my focus
and just keep going my way

yeah the know we go dummie
they know we don‘t stop
keep a 9 on my stummy
you know we do a lot

for f*ck’s sake

b*tch stop playing
why you still tryna complain
you know we changing the game
you know we up and you ain‘t

you know we up and‘t you ain‘t
euros get stacked in my safe
new hoes they suck like a snake
i‘m gon’ never hit the brakes

you‘ve ain‘t been on the block
sh*t gets hot
the girl of your dreams
got her dancin’ at my spot

yeah she likes the melanin
yeah she likes the dreadlocks
this money coming in
but she don‘t gives a f*ck

she don‘t gives a f*ck
she don‘t gives a f*ck
she don‘t gives a f*ck
she don‘t gives a f*ck

- elian beak lyrics

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