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chris rock - lil bean & zaybang lyrics

[intro: lil bean]
(let the beat ride out, ju)
yeah, uh

[chorus: lil bean]
young n*gga, i can’t never go like i’m chris rock
sellin’ dope by the sandwich bags, i need some ziplocs
i told n*ggas mind they business, you can catch a headshot
baby say she finished school, let’s see what the head bought
lil beaner, i’m a stand*alone, that’s why i stand out
2020, he was gettin’ money, i think he ran out
streets cold, they make lil’ boys bring the man out
i told n*ggas you can eat with me, they want a hand out

[verse 1: lil bean]
big body, i want maybach, it give me leg room
one reason i can’t wife a ho, they all be ran through
lil beaner music for the streets, but you can dance to it
know a n*gga up a million cash, he got an android
young n*gga need a hundred mill’, that’s what i’m here for
i was hittin’ that b*tch from the back, face in the headboard
i know n*ggas that be speakin’ down, fake like they care for me
i felt like i can make a billion dollars in these air jordan’s
i probably should’ve took the safe route, but i’m in the fast lane
with some n*ggas who’ll snake you out just for a bad day
i remember flexin’ ten bands in the tenth grade
young n*gga got it out the mud, yeah, i’m self*made
bad b*tch go both ways, young n*gga go crazy
i remember slidin’ with an akon, i’m so paid
n*ggas can’t compare to me a lil’ bit, there’s no shade
from the same city where they birthed me and o.j
takin’ risks for that bag to bring it home a must, baby
bad b*tch, she just wanna eat all that crustacean
cuddy hit him for the ps, he bust ’em down on unc’s table
went 2024, everything is updated
like it when she talkin’ money, she know that’s my love language
i ain’t even gotta say it, she walk in like humpback
i tell her put some clothes on, she walk around just b*tt naked
beaner got it out the mud, on the real, can’t nothin’ phase me
brother walk around with chop’, he look like he bow*legged it
n*ggas act just like these hoes, they be goin’ through ho phases
if a n*gga take my b*tch, i salute you, no hatin’
i’m on instagram live, i just upped the whole eighty
better stay on ten toes, brodie, what it hit for?
now my strap go with everything, it make my ‘fit go
know some n*ggas who will paint your top, make it look like cisco
in my pockets everything blue, i call it crip mode
[chorus: lil bean & zaybang]
young n*gga, i can’t never go like i’m chris rock
sellin’ dope by the sandwich bags, i need some ziplocs
i told n*ggas mind they business, you can catch a headshot
baby say she finished school, let’s see what the head bought
lil beaner, i’m a stand*alone, that’s why i stand out
2020, he was gettin’ money, i think he ran out
streets cold, they make lil’ boys bring the man out
i told n*ggas you can eat with me, they want a hand out (ayy, look, uh)

[verse 2: zaybang]
look, uh, i’m big steppin’ (yeah)
a n*gga play with me, i’ma teach a big lesson (yeah)
n*gga seventh grade turnt, i was totin’ big wesson (n*gga)
if she think i really love her, i can say the b*tch guessin’ (yeah)
n*gga, sold out shows, they gon’ pay us at the door (ayy)
n*ggas orderin’ from temu, i buy rickies from the store
a city b*tch’ll get you k!lled, while you f*ck, she send the lo’
ain’t gotta pay my lil’ n*ggas just to do it, they on go (n*gga)
when we blam, we gon’ hit the road, it ain’t no pit stop
sellin’ drink out the pint, b*tch, this ain’t no re*rock
i keep one up in the neck, i don’t ever de*c*ck
they some high*top louis, nah, these ain’t no reebok’s
showin’ guns on the ‘net some sh*t i never cared for (for)
you can’t complain ’cause my music loud, b*tch, i’m the landlord
and if you came with your strap, then what the f*ck you scared for? (n*gga)
i was hittin’ this b*tch from the back, face in the headboard
[chorus: lil bean]
young n*gga, i can’t never go like i’m chris rock
sellin’ dope by the sandwich bags, i need some ziplocs
i told n*ggas mind they business, you can catch a headshot
baby say she finished school, let’s see what the head bought
lil beaner, i’m a stand*alone, that’s why i stand out
2020, he was gettin’ money, i think he ran out
streets cold, they make lil’ boys bring the man out
i told n*ggas you can eat with me, they want a hand out

- lil bean zaybang lyrics

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