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stk - lil bean & zaybang lyrics

(eli)

[chorus: lil bean]
this a four door coupe, you cannot see behind me
tell me what it is, i don’t like surprises
gotta get my strap that sh*t like my [?]
i can’t call you brother, you n*ggas ain’t reliable
open up the door, this sh*ts like a sideshow
you ain’t havin’ diamonds, n*ggas got on rhinestones
she got face tats, she wanna look like [?]
we at steakhouse, ion wanna dine though

[verse 1: lil bean]
n*gga call me brother, n*ggas not my kind though
we gon wipe the floor, blood look like pine*sol
gotta make it back this sh*t bout survival
baby im that n*gga who the f*ck you lyin to
n*gga playin crazy, them youngins a slide through
youngin 16, them choppas is 5’2
a 100 for a tape, i need that like times two
going through some things i gotta just fight through it
i dont еven post unless im promoting music
n*ggas look up to me im probably thеy main influence
keep it off the net, we don’t even know who we into it with
going against a beamer i guess i just like losing
taking chances, n*gga taking risks, n*gga had to find a way, ain’t have no pot to p*ss in
jay said he was doing time, he couldn’t be out [?], came home got right to it that n*gga finally livin’
[chorus: lil bean]
this a four door coupe, you cannot see behind me
tell me what it is, i don’t like surprises
gotta get my strap that sh*t like my [?]
i can’t call you brother, you n*ggas ain’t reliable
open up the door, this sh*ts like a sideshow
you ain’t havin’ diamonds, n*ggas got on rhinestones
she got face tats, she wanna look like [?]
we at steakhouse, i don’t wanna dine though

[verse 2: zaybang]
n*gga, can’t put that sh*t behind me, this 63 amg, you can’t just get behind me
i got my lil n*gga with me, he a catch a body
before i ever make a diss im tryna stretch somebody
n*gga look, i got that pistol with me
i told my b*tch to watch her friends cause these b*tches envy
they say its money on my head i told em come and get me
and we can talk about some chicken i could up a 50
somebody said they robbin who, i told them n*ggas never
i left the b*tch cause she was lost, go get yo sh*t together
i like the one thats about some chicken, not who f*ckin better
you know a b*tch gon be a b*tch, you better f*ckin let her
in monterrey im having dinner on the f*cking water
this old n*gga want my top, i probably f*cked his daughter
my last chain was 40 plus, i think im comin harder
its me and bean in that benz, this b*tch need a charger
[chorus: lil bean]
this a four door coupe, you cannot see behind me
tell me what it is, i don’t like surprises
gotta get my strap that sh*t like my [?]
i can’t call you brother, you n*ggas ain’t reliable
open up the door, this sh*ts like a sideshow
you ain’t havin’ diamonds, n*ggas got on rhinestones
she got face tats, she wanna look like [?]
we at steakhouse, i don’t wanna dine though

- lil bean zaybang lyrics

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