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Who Wit Me
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Lil Bean
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(DTB, that's a slap) Yeah, ooh-wee Jim and Bean, 22nd, 33 Comin' off the hip, it's a drum, twenty-three Come here, baby, won't you come and ride with me? Yeah, a n***a got some money, I still come from poverty We still ridin' in them rentals, one up top, it's gotta be I like slidin' through my hood, they all say they proud of me This lil' b*t*h economy, after one night, she gotta leave Bean, they don't want no money, they allergic to pape' Got a monkey on my back, I be trappin' in Bape Hundred thousand in my closet, two more in the safe Totin'? totin' sticks up in the trench, behind walls with a shank (Ayy) I been swimmin' with the sharks since I jumped in the tank (Ayy) Young rich trap n***a, b*t*h, f**k what they think (Facts) I be laughin' to the bank, doin' sh*t that you can't I do my thing, I can't complain, I'm the man and you ain't, hey Talkin' crazy from a cell, bro slicin' his face If you listen to this sh*t, it's already too late (Ayy) Money on the floor and you know that I ate Rap n***as cap n***as, we know that they fake Ooh-wee Jim and Bean, 22nd, 33 Comin' off the hip, it's a drum, twenty-three Come here, baby, won't you come and ride with me? Yeah, a n***a got some money, I still come from poverty We still ridin' in them rentals, one up top, it's gotta be I like slidin' through my hood, they all say they proud of me This lil' b*t*h economy, after one night, she gotta leave, yeah Jim and Bean up in this b*t*h, ho, you know you in trouble Hit a n***a with a blitz, celebrate when he fumble Hundred thousand up in blues, f**k bein' humble I been ballin' on these n***as, LeBron in the bubble Runnin' plays and catchin' fades, you know, the usual Runnin' routes and gettin' money what I choose to do (Ayy) N***as broke, ain't no way these b*t*hes choosin' you (Ayy) Opps don't slide down this block 'cause we done blues-ed a few Drop a hundred, touch a hundred like I'm supposed to do Need a n***a tapered up, then I can coach you through N***as broke talkin' cash, we all know a few Before the EDD, never noticed you Yeah, ooh-wee Jim and Bean, 22nd, 33 Comin' off the hip, it's a drum, twenty-three Come here, baby, won't you come and ride with me? Yeah, a n***a got some money, I still come from poverty We still ridin' in them rentals, one up top, it's gotta be I like slidin' through my hood, they all say they proud of me This lil' b*t*h economy, after one night, she gotta leave, yeah Keep pop Ridin' through the city, one up top I'm just savin' money, keep this burner by the Wock' Ain't no job, I'm still workin' overtime All these n***as pourin' feelings on they story need to stop First Accord, now a n***a pull up foreign to the spot Brother rap, but that ain't his first love, it's a Glock He just love bendin' blocks Worked his way up to a chop, n***a
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