Beamer Boy

Lyrics

[Intro] (Evilgiane) (Surf Gang, bitch) What? Damn [Chorus] Niggas like me had to flex up I had to go in and check up Niggas like you shouldn't pull up and test us My brother walk with a Tec tucked Talk down, hit him from the neck up Get a bag, nigga go and get one Had the boy hatin' and I never met 'em See it, I want it, I get it Ain't 'bout the Ben Franks', nigga dead it Nigga I said it I meant it Bitch, stop askin' me questions Shut the fuck up, you ain't talkin' no checks bitch I took a L but that shit was a lesson I ran it up and I'm breadin' [Verse] Still couldn't tell you how I did it I see yo face, livid I had to run up them digits I give a fuck 'bout her credit 'Cause I get to a bag in a minute Said he want smoke, bill it Who rеally fuckin' with us? Crooked [Bridge] Damn, I heard thesе niggas is fed up Foot on they necks, nigga we can't let up I told that lil' nigga catch up You come to block and get wet up Ain't 'bout the Ben Franks', nigga shut up You wanna work, I won't let 'em [Chorus] Niggas like me had to flex up I had to go in and check up Niggas like you shouldn't pull up and test us My brother walk with a Tec tucked Talk down, hit him from the neck up Get a bag, nigga go and get one Had the boy hatin' and I never met 'em See it, I want it, I get it Ain't 'bout the Ben Franks', nigga dead it Nigga I said it I meant it Bitch, stop askin' me questions Shut the fuck up, you ain't talkin' no checks bitch I took a L but that shit was a lesson I ran it up and I'm breadin' (Damn)