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letra de 200k - bean team

[chorus: mangy]
200k in the account
gonna start a riot if my beans touch the ground
gonna eat all the beans it don’t matter the amount
chase you down with a knife like a 100 yards till’ i get you down like a touchdown

if you steady cooking beans in the kitchen
if you f-ck it up its a crime to go to prison
not that its because of these bars that i be spittin’
type of sh-t to lock you up for life like a hundred year sentence

[verse 1: mangy]
i’m only eating one meal everyday for the rest of my life
beans over her i don’t got timе to take care of my wife
if shе argue ima k!ll her she gon’ be dead by daylight
got so much money off beans i stack it like twice of my height

only getting money no more stopping all i see is green lights
i got more than beans that could switch up her appetite
i’m like gohan pulled a sword out a rock i feel like a knight
but i don’t promote violence but i keep telling my homies to fight

i’m on a flight to dallas cause it’s my payday
if you f-ck with me ima send you down to snakeway b-tch
you so p-ssy to us dawgs because you’re a stray
hollowtips aimed at your eyes tell em’ fire away
we serving heads for lunch like this prison we just slide em’ the tray
beans over cookies ballin’ on these girls like i’m michael j
sh-t i do is confusing, don’t know what i’m doing
so many dubs that i’m taking that i don’t care if i’m losing
turn your house into a ruin, rappin’ bout beans i’m improving, i could make beans outta anything that i’m using

huh? tried to stab in the back, gonna k!ll your ass and feed you to the rats (what)
pow! your bones go clack, blow a couple racks, send my k!llers to attack
why you bringing your dead family? stole her ashes cause you know i’m smoking on that granny pack

i’m climbing the hill like i’m hank, if that pig eat my beans ima turn your ass to a bank
you can’t afford to talk to me if the checks you getting are blank
this ain’t a joke you ain’t walking the prank, beans refill me still got gas in the tank
even if you stare at me you gotta pay, sorry got breadwinner in my dna…

if you steady cooking beans in the kitchen
if you f-ck it up its a crime to go to prison
not that it’s because of these bars that i be spittin’
type of sh-t to lock you up for life like a hundred year sentence

[verse 2: gigoe]
now me and my homies got the keys to the nation
they misdirect and list connect, there’s no relation
i’ve got as many inches as the week’s got day’s; seven
people tryna get out the gutter to make it to heaven
y’all don’t get booty, like a pirate with no chest
the rest is in my mouth, including my girls breast
i overdosed on coffee beans now i get no rest
i feel like i’m johnny cause i’m acing my test
i’m like the notorious p.i.g from sp-ce jam
i’m at denny’s put some beans on the grand slam
coo coo for coco puffs like the bird cause i’m the chasing the bread
waking up to beans is like waking up to breakfast in bed
i feel so immortal don’t care if i bled
super saiyan 3 got so much hair that i shed
got so much drip that i’m feeling like fred
i’m boutta’ blow i got air in my head
ride around through sesame street on my scooter, elmo, kermit and big bird are my shooters
hand them a ruger now they are my troopers, stop trying to act gangster on your computer
you know i spaz like an animal but i ain’t a furry, i’m boutta’ make her wet like a god d-mn mcflurry
i’m making those bills like i’m murray, i’m a bread making boy like i work for pillsbury
[mangy & gigoe]
i gave her this d-ck like when she order my beans i’m gon’ make sure the plate is clean, but
if i don’t make that green when i’m selling the beans i’m gonna be depressed like my name eugene
what the f-ck do you mean? we gon’ sell out that sh-t we not like no kid cuisine
i guess so you’re right, i went to the bank at like five and found out we got

[chorus: mangy]
gonna start a riot if my beans touch the ground
gonna eat all the beans it don’t matter the amount
chase you down with a knife like a 100 yards till’ i get you down like a touchdown

[outro: mangy]
you hate me cause you ain’t me i’m like westbrook rock a baby
copped a coat from burberry drip like winter with an ac
makin’ blue bills like monopoly, you know there ain’t stopping me, even when i go to jail i’ll rob you cause that glock on me
she wanna suck on my d-ck for a discount, she keep yelling so i tape up that b-tch mouth
yea i don’t need your money cause i already got 200k in the account

- bean team

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