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letra de smashin beans - rcbros

(blackie in this b-tch!)

[verse 1: young blackie]
start this sh-t off working my way to the top
when she listen to my songs she pull my zipper give me top
i’m working on this d-mn lit album literally can’t wait to drop
this banger yeah my sh-t never a flop
got a couple blue pills i’m about to pop
got this roxy 40 pills i’m bout to nod
get it from my og he gets spain crops
it feel like i’m hovering through the f-cking loft

life sucks, got me ordering a new stack off this rc shop
i will always keep on turning just like a kebab
got this e wit me so i’ll never run out of fuel i never stop
can’t really be at home this a f-cking house of sn0bs
workin this 9 to 5 i can’t really comprehend people with normal jobs
right now i’m rolling up a big f-cking rod

[verse 2: reckless l]
smashin beans!
smashing beans reckless is crashing in
open these medication packages
medicine in mass makes me passionate
fashion it is then
flash the same outfits as my grandad i’m dripping
gat in hand while i’m trappin
and i’m trippin yet again go go swagger man (go go swagger man!)
harmonic addict want the fattest lines on the planet
while the baddest basses slap
gaseous dove is ass on my lap
a baddie so bad can’t even forget
her with seven acid taps or xanax (oh splendid!)
a brunette with orange hair
a good asset yet she has more to spare
looks good especially when i’m under her in underwear
i swear a hostile northern thunder bear would get strung up by his under fur
you wondered why i had the blunter
thunder bear now six feet under
strapped with blunderbuss till suns down under
yu

[verse 3: black angel wings]
yeah, yeah, yeah
i be rather smoking and trappin in my studio
always equiped yeah somewhere back here i got left some blow
in my hometown no matter where i go i see nothing but foes
so i need sumn to chill
yeah i need my dough
yeah i need my dough
yeah i need my dough

no matter where i go i had enough of these hoes
got my girl by my side so i keep my flow
christmas time yeah it’s about to snow
got this blow with me and she gimme dome
babe tell where you wanna go don’t take it slow
we always dressed in black, yeah we followed by crows
girl i’m tellin you soon i got these shows
let’s f-ck like it’s our last you got it hoe, whoa
need to stay up got me listening to ken carson a lot
wandering around in this h-llcity i don’t feel a whole lot
so i’m usually just visiting old spots
got me stuck in my memories i got
of these old places where i first started smoking pot
my brother reckless was the only one that taught me
how to rap n roll
he showed me i’m the f-cking jackpot whoa, whoa

[verse 4: reckless l]
what?
i what?
i what?
taught you how to rap and roll
back then you couldn’t roll a single roach
go reckless coach
a new approach to the sh-t that was before
new prodigies go do hits more and more

born in a cage
cause the land i was raised in had a bad name
like the bad band that’s a bad band name
bad reputation no question
the same as my digestion
lars lacks lactase
d-mn james that’s mad strange
r are you upset if i copy and paste the sh-t you made
no kid i’m unfaced
not worth the headache
dove is perfect for relaxing
gives me a massage while i’m breakfasting
paint my godess a portrait
more speed mercedes backplate the only thing you spot ay
no laws blackie and reckless are gods, ay
pop my shawty till her poor back breaks
the hand break on my car fails
car crash and r is left on fast lane
blackie tries to stop the cars but they are heavy
both my legs bail
and i’m only seeing a fast f-cking ferrari
i’m f-cked ay!
[chorus: black angel wings]
run from my depression it always seems to catch me
this life isn’t what it promised it is so exhausting
really need to keep on turning why can’t you see?
been thinking a lot got me visiting old oak trees
sprinting through this maze we call life i got the masterkey
music makes me feel free nothing to disagree
dreaming of what it could be
dreaming of what we could be

run from my depression it always seems to catch me
this life isn’t what it promised it is so exhausting
really need to keep on turning why can’t you see?
been thinking a lot got me visiting old oak trees
sprinting through this maze we call life i got the masterkey
music makes me feel free nothing to disagree
dreaming of what it could be
dreaming of what we could be

[outro: black angel wings]
i been pullin b-tches since i was thirteen
been on my grind for months, yeah i’m busy smashing beans
ain’t gon lie everywhere i go i’m smoking on green
old homies switchin like b-tches they dunno what frindship means
i stay on the grind till i’m on the big screens
i stay off them drugs yeah yeah yeah please don’t make a scene
i don’t f-ck with y’all if you’re not gang nothing in between

- rcbros

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