hibachi - lil bean lyrics
[verse 1: lil bean]
we ain’t steppin’, we got ratchet
put my trust in veese behind the wheel, he got shackles
she said she don’t want a normal n*gga, she like trappers
then we made his p’s give it back, you got gaffled
switched, but i’m on the same sh*t, different chapter
i don’t hear sh*t these n*ggas sayin’, they just cappin’
d*mn, this money sh*t gettin’ out of hand, i pay taxes
hate when n*ggas never mind they own, too much chatter
all the hoes, they don’t call me beaner, they say handsome
i don’t own a belt, this new gg hold my pants up
brokest be the loudest in the room, i ain’t sayin’ much
zay, his favorite ‘fit is all black, he a panther
actin’ like you trap, you ain’t never seen a vacant
g’s tell me everything we doin’, sh*t is greatness
i can’t say i never been nowhere, i been places
and i’m eatin’ with the same n*ggas that i came with
b*tch be always lyin’, always tell me i’m her favorite
always runnin’ game, i just wanna see you naked
b*tch, you lucky that i give you time, that sh*t sacred
i be posted up with millionaires, we touch bases
[chorus: lil bean]
n*gga, you my brother, if i got you, then you got me
mama asked me why i’m gettin’ fat, that hibachi
you might blind yourself, you see my wrist, this b*tch rocky
they know when i’m in cgg mode, they can’t stop me
cuz just cracked a hundred out a safe, he a locksmith
why the f*ck you argue with a ho who ain’t got sh*t?
i can’t even post up what i do, they just copy
i don’t care how hard these n*ggas try, they is not me, yeah
[verse 2: zaybang]
we be tryna slither on the n*gga like it’s hockey
chase downs, ain’t no back and forth, i would’ve popped him
dropped a whole twenty out this b*tch, ain’t no stocky
baby gave me ten, i ain’t hit it, so she block me
missed call, b*tches on my d*ck like, “you made it”
only way i’m givin’ out my number if she pay me
hit her from the back, only way i’m finna chase it
mad, now she f*ckin’ on my brother, you so crazy
tryna kick the juice and go get me somethin’ healthy
brother left a n*gga where he stood and i felt him
i don’t know too many real n*ggas takin’ selfies
when i was down bad, ain’t no b*tch try to help me
touch a half a ticket, now they talkin’ ’bout i’m changin’
me and beaner foreign back to back, sh*t, we racin’
i see you still wearin’ margielas, n*ggas ancient
where i’m from, they only show you love if you make it
[chorus: lil bean]
n*gga, you my brother, if i got you, then you got me
mama asked me why i’m gettin’ fat, that hibachi
you might blind yourself, you see my wrist, this b*tch rocky
they know when i’m in cgg mode, they can’t stop me
cuz just cracked a hundred out a safe, he a locksmith
why the f*ck you argue with a ho who ain’t got sh*t?
i can’t even post up what i do, they just copy
i don’t care how hard these n*ggas try, they is not me, yeah
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