paroles de chanson Willie Beamen - Yung Goo

Walk in Walmart broke and leave out a thousandaire (Bands)
Flip so many bricks, move the weight of a thousand bears
Sip a four of Hi-Tech, tellin' God like a thousand prayers (Amen)
Punched some stocks outta Bitcoin, got a thousand shares

Hit her off a 30, I be in her shit for hours (Perc)
The bitch sour patch, pussy sweet but she sour (Ew)
Niggas on they live talking shit but they cowards
Before we slide down that nigga block, kill the power

Trappin' out the park lil nigga I ain't playin' (Nope)
Watch your mouth nigga think about it 'fore you say it
Ain't the type to scam but I will let this K hit (Bop Bop Bop)
Posted wit a Drac gone make a nigga shiggy shake shit

Momma said chill out ima swipe anyway
On my granny I'ma chose death over life any day
Hit your bitch and kick her out, naw bitch you can't stay
Doing 90 in a Scat while I'm dreaming bout a Wraith (Zoomin')

Oppositions all around, tryna bring a nigga down (Down)
That ain't it patch, must've thought we was clowns (Ha ha)
Smokin' gas helly loud, in the money I'ma drown
Feelin' like a king, bitch bring me my crown

Reachin' for the sky off a woody, bitch I feel a buzz
Slide on your mans with the rolly, make him give it up (Snatchies)
I'm just tryna touch M's and give my mom a Bentley truck
Your bitch hit my line sayin' she gone let me really fuck

And she a lil freak hoe, just how I like it (Yeah)
Yeah she know I like freak bitch, she a psychic (Ooh)
Juugin' niggas like I'm T-Mobile with my sidekick
Hoes make a full house just like Nick at nite bitch

Brody choppa got a scope
And that bitch came with a beam (Boom)
And my glizzy got good aim
This bitch shoot just like Kareem

Your lil nigga ran up on me
And he ain't even know me
Bro just ate like 24
My brother shoot like Kobe

Put some vacuum seals on the road
Give 'em to my hoes
Brody keep a pole
That bitch long, look like Squidward nose

Plug call my phone and he say that he got the load
I ain't worried bout the price, I know I'ma cop on the low
Fiends all around, this bitch Sarah, she shop at Lowe's
Or my brother Soqqo in the crib, he poppin' smoke

Niggas movin' Gfuel outta state, shit gotta go
But it's just a cover lil' nigga, we droppin' coke
50 Addies later, feds still ain't caught Jerome (Nope)
Crazy how that shit work, like a Tachanka roam (Boom)

All my brothers got a foreign plug for all the scams
Niggas duck and dodgin' out to Cali, just like the Rams (Ooh)
I'll knock a nigga son off to plug my mans (Yessir)
Hit the road movin' big weight, these ain't no grams (Nope)

Goofy nigga thought shit was funny, comic sans (Ha ha)
Now he gotta share a new bed with them plants
Whole clique broke, man you niggas ain't got no bands (Broke ass nigga)
Make your baby mama run a route, she got her plans

Playin' tee ball with my dick so the asian hoes will eat it
Put the yoppa with the yiddies in his mouth, got him teethin' (Boom boom boom boom)
Brody call a nigga Ray Charles, I ain't see it

My bitch hate the King of Pop, she don't ever let me beat it (Hee hee)
Pussy so good, got a real nigga fiending
'Cause when I'm in her end zone she think I'm Willie Beamen

(Yeah she think I'm Willie Beamen)