Bean (Kobe) (feat. Chief Keef)

Lil Uzi Vert

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    (Yo, pi'erre, yo, pi'erre)
    In my triple cup, that's two times two
    Man, this shit darker than a wonton soup, 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 (24)
    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 niggas 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 40
    I ain't never been a phony (no way)
    You be gettin' bands? Hardly, yeah
    I just fucked your bitch, 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 space, ooh, in a starship (ooh)
    Thick ol' foreign bitch, 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 nigga slick like margarine (huh?)
    Lost your bitch 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

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    Just pulled up with me (huh?)
    Doin' one-sixty (skrrt)
    The bitch 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 shit darker than a wonton soup, 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 know I do

    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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    Composición: Chief Keef y Pi’erre Bourne

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