Beamer Lyrics

If I pour out a drink with my niggas

Hope you'd be there

Or is you gon switch on me either

Are you a pimper no pimper

Hop in my ride

While I kick you out of the beamer

I don't talk much when I'm with her

She is my girlfriend my nigga things sweet we no sugar

She call me king i'ma rule her

We gon make love on the back seat of my little beamer

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Let it out incase

I'm a little man but I gat big gbes

Put the cocaine in my glass case

And pray that the cops don't catch me when I race

Whagwan baby

We gon get married wear ashabi

I don't smoke crap but I'm wavy

How you cook a soup without gravey

They should sell you for slavery

And put no flowers on your grave gee

I'm an animal

When I'm on the bed she screaming Mami uh

You streaming my shit hope you like this too

In no time I'd make a little capital

I just want a Bently and a mazi too

Men I need a lot I got a lot to do

Steady grinding no sleep until my mommy cruise

When my guys eat we need to pass the food

You don't know the code that's why you not a bro

Hitting on my girl that shit fucked up tho

I thought you knew a Lotta those

You be careful with me

When I get angry

Men it's fuck the code Whitney

Men I keep in my belly hole

Pistol by my corner

Touch my bitch you'd go

You think you a dancer you don't dance at all

Change the game nigga

Your pad switched off

I'm a goat you a fish

Y'all together titus

I'm the bar you the brick

Without me you can't stand

You get me

If I pour out a drink with my niggas

Hope you'd be there

Or is you gon switch on me either

Are you a pimper no pimper

Hop in my ride

While I kick you out of the beamer

I don't talk much when I'm with her

She is my girlfriend my nigga things sweet we no sugar

She call me king i'ma rule her

We gon make love on the back seat of my little beamer

Tell me a story about yourself

I wanna hear

All your fake streamings

And all of that I wanna hear

You don't take spirit

So why don't you want a beer

Uh I bring the Light like a colored hair

Shu put pound then a dollar there

Yup I'm the man

You not one of them nah

OK get a drop

Rain ain't falling here ayyy

You a joker

Clowned face with a stubborn sense

Let me get me damn it

Don't you

Fight them niggas yeah I'm goku

Metro booming wants some more

But we finished what we supposed to

I get a bullet I'm killing

All these niggas they know you

When time will tell

If finna break and then make up a go move

Yh you a pussy man

I'ma get a jiffy scram

You couldn't walk up to the girl

Nah you a pissy pant

Yeah its gendee

Yeah I'm onena them

I'm the tree your the bird you don't want a nest

For..for... me I don't know what's your definition of music is

But I just hope this suits that

Cause you ain't gonna hear better

Yeah it's gendee

I make music for everyone

You with me or against me

Tell me cause

umm yeah umm yeah

If I pour out a drink with my niggas

Hope you'd be there

Or is you gon switch on me either

Are you a pimper no pimper

Hop in my ride

While I kick you out of the beamer

I don't talk much when I'm with her

She is my girlfriend my nigga things sweet we no sugar

She call me king i'ma rule her

We gon make love on the back seat of my little beamer

On the back seat of my little beamer

You My girl yh we bad we the sinners

5 hands cross my face you can't see us

We be in the ring we the star like John cena

On the back seat of my little beamer

You my girl yeah we bad we the sinners

5 hands cross my face you can't see us

We be in the ring we the star like John cena