MAGIC BEAN!
Pop a magic bean
I be look like Charlie Sheen, bitch
Black out my whole screen
Hound team
Hulk, money, green
I'ma beast runnin' in these streets, uh
Track cleats
Custom color cream bitch
Be extremely picky when I'm showing my blessings
And when I'm in my final form I do not show no expression
And we see you making music with no sign of progression
I used to fuck up on her face good thing a mouth don't get pregnant
How you say I'm so cold now I'm overprotective
And if a person was a word I would call her pretentious
Now my mind is on bread till we seem like a reverent
Reason couldn't stand me cause I'm so damn irreverent
Say I might snap like a towel when you wet it cause every goal I ever had I went ahead and did get it
I said flow so clean I got work on the cadence
If you decide to talk tough your fuckin' house'll get raided
But I be posted with the plug buy the Caddy tomorrow
But see ya boy been broke ever since he went solo
But big bro came in he said to sleep on the couch
He said he seen it several times so no need to trip out
And every day after that we spat these lyrics all out
So don't be fuckin' with the crew when we leaving the house
So don't be fuckin' with the crew when we leaving the house
They mad I don't rap like this
Snap on the track like Batman when I get to cracking them ribs
I'm actually sick
Beam me up twice came back to the ritz
Cold shoulder then over the castle we dip man we lappin' them kids
Take an L like what we smoke in the whip
Token on potent, potentially open a rift
My Soldiers less sober than ever
Cold as the weather like December 4th or the 5th Hoping is hopeless like drowning yourself in the lick
Throwing a fit, this shit is too baggy to openly fit
No Trojan but you know that all of my horses are slick
I just turned up on a switch
Never, turn on my kin
We grinding it out till we cracking the rim
She know that we Mandy and grim
Worried bout billy's but we are so skilled we get played over the ocean n shit
Shout out my doggy's they just found astrology now the autonomy cold as a bitch
Shout out my doggy's they just found astrology now the autonomy cold as a bitch
I be look like Charlie Sheen, bitch
Black out my whole screen
Hound team
Hulk, money, green
I'ma beast runnin' in these streets, uh
Track cleats
Custom color cream bitch
Be extremely picky when I'm showing my blessings
And when I'm in my final form I do not show no expression
And we see you making music with no sign of progression
I used to fuck up on her face good thing a mouth don't get pregnant
How you say I'm so cold now I'm overprotective
And if a person was a word I would call her pretentious
Now my mind is on bread till we seem like a reverent
Reason couldn't stand me cause I'm so damn irreverent
Say I might snap like a towel when you wet it cause every goal I ever had I went ahead and did get it
I said flow so clean I got work on the cadence
If you decide to talk tough your fuckin' house'll get raided
But I be posted with the plug buy the Caddy tomorrow
But see ya boy been broke ever since he went solo
But big bro came in he said to sleep on the couch
He said he seen it several times so no need to trip out
And every day after that we spat these lyrics all out
So don't be fuckin' with the crew when we leaving the house
So don't be fuckin' with the crew when we leaving the house
They mad I don't rap like this
Snap on the track like Batman when I get to cracking them ribs
I'm actually sick
Beam me up twice came back to the ritz
Cold shoulder then over the castle we dip man we lappin' them kids
Take an L like what we smoke in the whip
Token on potent, potentially open a rift
My Soldiers less sober than ever
Cold as the weather like December 4th or the 5th Hoping is hopeless like drowning yourself in the lick
Throwing a fit, this shit is too baggy to openly fit
No Trojan but you know that all of my horses are slick
I just turned up on a switch
Never, turn on my kin
We grinding it out till we cracking the rim
She know that we Mandy and grim
Worried bout billy's but we are so skilled we get played over the ocean n shit
Shout out my doggy's they just found astrology now the autonomy cold as a bitch
Shout out my doggy's they just found astrology now the autonomy cold as a bitch
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Writer(s): Floaty Floaty
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