Sharc - Bentley Beans tekst (lyrics)
[Sharc - Bentley Beans tekst lyrics]
Bean on the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Bean in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Beans in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Geeking up, playing with packs on the
Daily, just call them the Brady's
They ready to throw
'42 bottles, the models is kissing
I'm grabbing her ponytail, making her choke
Trap with the rag, got my fish from the boat
Gamble with robbers, codeine in my float
Smoking designer and getting some throat
Murdеr, extortion, and pistols with scopes
Bean in thе Bentley, I'm jiggy, she dig me
Steam in the hemi, my fleece was by Ricky
Them boys can have not a piece of this city
My young niggas monsters
They cheese when they kill them
44 long, it gon' beat like gorilla
Dior the khaki then breeze in the Track-y
This for my niggas that sleep in Betaki
This for my street niggas, really get active
Middle of the night watch them
Step on the coke, though
Dirty my Sprite and I lean like the old folk
Gallery rocking
It's clean like the dope bowl grill so cut
Thought the braclets was Cold Stone
Doing them donuts, the middle of the Jacks
Slide from the block and
We're hitting his neck lean it get spread
And the niggas get stretched
Went to the feds just to get a Patek
Free all the real niggas, none of us left
Stepped in with drug dealers
Blood on the check
Ring in her tongue just put me in a hex
Made that ho drive, half a ki' in the Lex'
Ran a 45, an echo when I press it
Let her up the river and fucked up her debit
Cuz' riding six, but he jumped in the seven
Tactical glicks, yeah, we tuck the 11
Just like the Jeffersons, brown in the pot
Yeah, just come through the front
Public house is the cop
Do a spin move when I'm passing the rock
Unc' in the hole putting crack on his clock
Remember them nights at the pivoting box?
Chinese food store with a glizz on my crotch
Lift that boy up off this Earth for his watch
Deuce in the Roll, I'm a wizard on Wock
Twisting the joint like I'm picking a lock
Darkskin mean, she Tequila her shots
Gave her her wings like Jeremy Scotts
I was in Houston with Tris-y on rocks
Everything clean, yeah, we travel with mops
Behind my cuzzo was 300 shots
Scraping the piece in the spot like green dot
Every time I speak
It's like bundles and knots
Geeking up, playing with packs on the
Daily, just call them the Brady's
They ready to throw
'42 bottles, the models is kissing
I'm grabbing her ponytail, making her choke
Trap with the rag, got my fish from the boat
Gamble with robbers, codeine in my float
Smoking designer and getting some throat
Murder, extortion, and pistols with scopes
Bean in the Bentley, I'm jiggy, she dig me
Steam in the hemi, my fleece was by Ricky
Them boys can have not a piece of this city
My young niggas monsters
They cheese when they kill them
44 long, it gon' beat like gorilla
Dior the khaki then breeze in the Track-y
This for my niggas that sleep in Betaki
This for my street niggas, really get active
Chop it up neatly, then feed the whole hood
Dealing with Haitians, Jamaicans, they crooks
Racks out the books, I be feeding them good
Shawty on X mixed with lean, so she good
Felon first show, man they fiending the jugg
Them boys thought they look at you mean
Better pull it
Message on everything, even the bullet
Cullinans, Rari
She squeal through the bookies
Jump out the foreign head first for the racks
Two-step with the gang, I had 30 attached
Your Jefe is dead when
Them birdies get hatched
We search up the lane and
Go purge in the 'Cat
Turning the yams into water for guap
Burn your lil mans if I think he a opp
Decoy cross the street, and he waiting to pop
Filthy 'K sitting sideways in this drop
Freak double back and her cranium rock
Penthouse way up with Australian thotties
All up the strap
I ain't pay for these bodies
Feeling like Ye, go vacay in the tropics
Fresh out the jungle, with blade and a choppy
Bro in the studio playing with carbons
Making the rock it ain't hard
Put your arm in
Bean on the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Bean in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Beans in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Beans in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Bean in the Bentley, I'm jiggy, she dig me
Steam in the hemi, my fleece was by Ricky
Them boys can have not a piece of this city
My young niggas monsters
They cheese when they kill them
44 long, it gon' beat like gorilla
Dior the khaki then breeze in the Track-y
This for my niggas that sleep in Betaki
This for my street niggas, really active
Chop it up neatly, then feed the whole hood
Dealing with Haitians, Jamaicans, they crooks
Racks out the books, I be feeding them good
Shawty on X mixed with lean, so she good
Felon first show, man they fiending the jugg
Them boys thought they look at you mean
Better pull it
Bean in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Beans in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Geeking up, playing with packs on the
Daily, just call them the Brady's
They ready to throw
'42 bottles, the models is kissing
I'm grabbing her ponytail, making her choke
Trap with the rag, got my fish from the boat
Gamble with robbers, codeine in my float
Smoking designer and getting some throat
Murdеr, extortion, and pistols with scopes
Bean in thе Bentley, I'm jiggy, she dig me
Steam in the hemi, my fleece was by Ricky
Them boys can have not a piece of this city
My young niggas monsters
They cheese when they kill them
44 long, it gon' beat like gorilla
Dior the khaki then breeze in the Track-y
This for my niggas that sleep in Betaki
This for my street niggas, really get active
Middle of the night watch them
Step on the coke, though
Dirty my Sprite and I lean like the old folk
Gallery rocking
It's clean like the dope bowl grill so cut
Thought the braclets was Cold Stone
Doing them donuts, the middle of the Jacks
Slide from the block and
We're hitting his neck lean it get spread
And the niggas get stretched
Went to the feds just to get a Patek
Free all the real niggas, none of us left
Stepped in with drug dealers
Blood on the check
Ring in her tongue just put me in a hex
Made that ho drive, half a ki' in the Lex'
Ran a 45, an echo when I press it
Let her up the river and fucked up her debit
Cuz' riding six, but he jumped in the seven
Tactical glicks, yeah, we tuck the 11
Just like the Jeffersons, brown in the pot
Yeah, just come through the front
Public house is the cop
Do a spin move when I'm passing the rock
Unc' in the hole putting crack on his clock
Remember them nights at the pivoting box?
Chinese food store with a glizz on my crotch
Lift that boy up off this Earth for his watch
Deuce in the Roll, I'm a wizard on Wock
Twisting the joint like I'm picking a lock
Darkskin mean, she Tequila her shots
Gave her her wings like Jeremy Scotts
I was in Houston with Tris-y on rocks
Everything clean, yeah, we travel with mops
Behind my cuzzo was 300 shots
Scraping the piece in the spot like green dot
Every time I speak
It's like bundles and knots
Geeking up, playing with packs on the
Daily, just call them the Brady's
They ready to throw
'42 bottles, the models is kissing
I'm grabbing her ponytail, making her choke
Trap with the rag, got my fish from the boat
Gamble with robbers, codeine in my float
Smoking designer and getting some throat
Murder, extortion, and pistols with scopes
Bean in the Bentley, I'm jiggy, she dig me
Steam in the hemi, my fleece was by Ricky
Them boys can have not a piece of this city
My young niggas monsters
They cheese when they kill them
44 long, it gon' beat like gorilla
Dior the khaki then breeze in the Track-y
This for my niggas that sleep in Betaki
This for my street niggas, really get active
Chop it up neatly, then feed the whole hood
Dealing with Haitians, Jamaicans, they crooks
Racks out the books, I be feeding them good
Shawty on X mixed with lean, so she good
Felon first show, man they fiending the jugg
Them boys thought they look at you mean
Better pull it
Message on everything, even the bullet
Cullinans, Rari
She squeal through the bookies
Jump out the foreign head first for the racks
Two-step with the gang, I had 30 attached
Your Jefe is dead when
Them birdies get hatched
We search up the lane and
Go purge in the 'Cat
Turning the yams into water for guap
Burn your lil mans if I think he a opp
Decoy cross the street, and he waiting to pop
Filthy 'K sitting sideways in this drop
Freak double back and her cranium rock
Penthouse way up with Australian thotties
All up the strap
I ain't pay for these bodies
Feeling like Ye, go vacay in the tropics
Fresh out the jungle, with blade and a choppy
Bro in the studio playing with carbons
Making the rock it ain't hard
Put your arm in
Bean on the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Bean in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Beans in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Beans in the Bentley, she rocking Versace
Bean in the Bentley, I'm jiggy, she dig me
Steam in the hemi, my fleece was by Ricky
Them boys can have not a piece of this city
My young niggas monsters
They cheese when they kill them
44 long, it gon' beat like gorilla
Dior the khaki then breeze in the Track-y
This for my niggas that sleep in Betaki
This for my street niggas, really active
Chop it up neatly, then feed the whole hood
Dealing with Haitians, Jamaicans, they crooks
Racks out the books, I be feeding them good
Shawty on X mixed with lean, so she good
Felon first show, man they fiending the jugg
Them boys thought they look at you mean
Better pull it
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