letra de model x - lil bean
[intro]
yeah, break down season, n-gga
huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh
yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i was ridin’ in that model x, lift the doors up
i just copped another car, here, yeah, the chrome one
it’s lil bean here, better ask about me, do your homework
i’m that n-gga ridin’ with a hundred cash and my blower on me young n-gga want them youngins, plottin’, then i’m schemin’
i think i’m martin, sh-t, ’cause last night i had a dream
she told me, get a pillow first, the hardwood scr-pe her knees
you think my n-ggas wu-tang, we just want the cream
[verse]
it’s lil bean, i’ma server six-co, i ain’t nothin’
they try to tell me it’s a cold world, watch me heat up
see this ice on my arm, i just got a freezer
you would think he had some sub-zero’s how he freeze up
i can see you n-ggas hatin’ on me through the peephole
i’m like haslam, i’ma ball, i can’t leave my heat though
i told brodie you wanna take somethin’, you gotta reach more
in that booth, i be paintin’ pictures, mona lisa
i got on ricks when i’m with rick, bro say i do the most
lil’ sase, i’m bein’ nice, we’ll step on n-ggas’ throats
i got marni on marni, sh-t, that’s all i know
they tell you what they finna do, but don’t see no results
as a jeweler, buyin’ diamonds, put it on my left hand
if they want us for a show, then it come with fns
young n-gga buyin’ chops, i call that investments
be prepared ’cause you never know when she get hectic, yeah
uh, trenches, i love y’all
i can’t be around the hate too long, that sh-t might rub off
i just bought my b-tch some louis boots, they take them uggs off
i can tell when lil’ brodie hit, he got that plug walk
brother tryna drop the whole four, that’s that motto
bad b-tch got a slim waist, i think she dumb raw
everything i do is for the fam’, don’t wanna bug y’all
know some n-ggas beefin’ on the ‘net, don’t let they gun on
[chorus]
i was ridin’ in that model x, lift the doors up
i just copped another car, here, yeah, the chrome one
it’s lil bean here, better ask about me, do your homework
i’m that n-gga ridin’ with a hundred cash and my blower on me young n-gga want them youngins, plottin’, then i’m schemin’
i think i’m martin, sh-t, ’cause last night i had a dream
she told me, get a pillow first, the hardwood scr-pe her knees
you think my n-ggas wu-tang, we just want the cream
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