Slight Vent (feat. Lil Bean)
'That slight vent
If it ain't 5 percent I ain't in it
Thumbin dead presidents up digits
Dubs caught now, now we ugh, now we winnin'
I'm still a yhung boss so when I talk I ain't kidding
Sippin brisk can't mix it wit a cough
Like I'm parking I be movin like a lot, keep a smith on me
I ain't talking bout the lock, aint no bitch 'round me, me and ferny we on lock
No offense I cant stand these niggas like I'm Rem
If I pass the ball brodie go against the rim
If it's them fuck niggas then it's fuck you and him
Bands in these slick jeans I got more money denim
And niggas acting like they solid but they might bent
Actin like the cops Why you askin where them guys went?
Fuck my ex po still steppin fuck a drive test
I'm still here dont be askin where that light went
Tryna make it out stay suited in that white vest
It's too exotic around here ain't no light scents
Steady whippin' in this bitch ain't no license
And this is not how I feel, nigga this that slight vent
(Lil Bean)
Im in the booth right now and I got led on me
Got it on me everyday said I got dead homies
How they try to get behind me I just sped on 'em
Busy talkin' bout some racks told her lay it on me
I just pull up in that GLE
My sweats is by Palm Angel but my hoodie 'Preme
You can gamble with your life and catch a green beam
They heard them AMG pipes when I left the scene
Lookin at my wrist all she see is water (Water)
If your dumbass went broke then you shouldn't've bought it
Remember 2014 we was into robins
Remember back before then we was into robbing
Yeah
NIGGA TAKE RISK, Ain't nobody hand me this I had to take shit
Got it out the mud was in the basement
Got a whole hunnid round in this K clip
I don't got no heart I think I need one
When we on that demon time we be ski'd up
If you my brother can't let money come between us
You should see my bitch Double C'd Up
You should see my wrist I don't team up
I keep a gleek just in case if I need one
Told the hood turn it up Im on a song with Bean (Huh)
Make the whip park the whip with my feet up
(ZayBang)
Go step nigga, Bitchass nigga
Go step nigga, and stop talkin nigga
Come on bruh
If it ain't 5 percent I ain't in it
Thumbin dead presidents up digits
Dubs caught now, now we ugh, now we winnin'
I'm still a yhung boss so when I talk I ain't kidding
Sippin brisk can't mix it wit a cough
Like I'm parking I be movin like a lot, keep a smith on me
I ain't talking bout the lock, aint no bitch 'round me, me and ferny we on lock
No offense I cant stand these niggas like I'm Rem
If I pass the ball brodie go against the rim
If it's them fuck niggas then it's fuck you and him
Bands in these slick jeans I got more money denim
And niggas acting like they solid but they might bent
Actin like the cops Why you askin where them guys went?
Fuck my ex po still steppin fuck a drive test
I'm still here dont be askin where that light went
Tryna make it out stay suited in that white vest
It's too exotic around here ain't no light scents
Steady whippin' in this bitch ain't no license
And this is not how I feel, nigga this that slight vent
(Lil Bean)
Im in the booth right now and I got led on me
Got it on me everyday said I got dead homies
How they try to get behind me I just sped on 'em
Busy talkin' bout some racks told her lay it on me
I just pull up in that GLE
My sweats is by Palm Angel but my hoodie 'Preme
You can gamble with your life and catch a green beam
They heard them AMG pipes when I left the scene
Lookin at my wrist all she see is water (Water)
If your dumbass went broke then you shouldn't've bought it
Remember 2014 we was into robins
Remember back before then we was into robbing
Yeah
NIGGA TAKE RISK, Ain't nobody hand me this I had to take shit
Got it out the mud was in the basement
Got a whole hunnid round in this K clip
I don't got no heart I think I need one
When we on that demon time we be ski'd up
If you my brother can't let money come between us
You should see my bitch Double C'd Up
You should see my wrist I don't team up
I keep a gleek just in case if I need one
Told the hood turn it up Im on a song with Bean (Huh)
Make the whip park the whip with my feet up
(ZayBang)
Go step nigga, Bitchass nigga
Go step nigga, and stop talkin nigga
Come on bruh
Credits
Writer(s): 0, Tomone Cross
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