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bean (kobe) [feat. chief keef] - lil uzi vert lyrics

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in my triple cup, that’s two times two
man, this sh*t dog, it ain’t a wolf times two, ayy
yeah, my eyes red, but i’m no damu

if you gon’ run it up, that’s so on you

you know i’m ballin’, usual like kobe (twenty*four)
ooh, worried ’bout a hater that don’t know me
he say that he tough, then that boy gotta show me
pull up bentley truck, extra poles, and we four deep (bah)

say my name three times like i’m tony (tony, toni, toné)
diamond vvs, i put baguettes all on my rollie
i ain’t never believe nothing that you told me
these n*ggas keep sneak dissing, they turned me to my old me
before i had these mils, i was oh so lonely
runnin’ ’round in philadelphia only with my forty

i ain’t never been a phony (no way)
you be gettin’ bands? hardly, yeah
i just f*cked your b*tch, sorry, ooh (i’m sorry)
man, i put that on my shawty, ooh
fight me, we’re not scared, sorry (i’m sorry)
no, i’m not here for no games, atari (no way)
diamonds, they hittin’ like water, ooh, starbeam, yeah

rockstar life be callin’ (callin’)
don’t want that girl, she stallin’, she stallin’ (oh, oh)
big ol’ foreign whip, ooh, i can’t park it (ooh, no way)
i’m from outer sp*ce, ooh, in a starship (ooh)
thick ol’ foreign b*tch, ooh, that’s my target (ooh)

ten bands, what you say? ooh (ooh)
ten bands for my chanel carpet (alright)
rockstar life like watch this (okay)
young n*gga sl!ck like margarine (huh?)
lost your b*tch in starlet’s (jeez)

ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie

(bang, bang)
ap, muller, my rollie (woo)
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie (that’s two times two)
ap, muller, my rollie

just pulled up with me (huh?)
doin’ one*sixty (skrrt)
the b*tch staring at me
got real big titties (sos’, baby)
what’s in my jeans? them real big fifties
flight after flight (beep)
hittin’ real big cities

from the sandbox, yeah, my brothers is with me (mhm)
if they give me a bond, i’m comin’ to get me (let’s get it)
and in the club (let’s get it)
we snuck the semi (bang)
cup, dawg, it ain’t rémy
i can feel the envy

in my triple cup, that’s two times two
man, this sh*t dog, it ain’t a wolf times two, ayy
yeah, my eyes red, but i’m no damu
if you gon’ run it up, that’s so on you

disrespect the gang, and we stall on you, hey
send them trackhawk shots, don’t get called on you (bang, bang)
bring my belt, better have that coat on you, ayy (gang, gang)
marry that guap, you

ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
(bang, bang)

ap, muller, my rollie (woo)
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie
ap, muller, my rollie (that’s two times two)
ap, muller, my rollie

ah, ah
ah, ah
ah, ah
ooh
yoom

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