
Off A Bean Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Damn, damn, I'm off a bean, hit that boy and his team
Fucking that bitch till she scream
I get that money I'm counting that green
Pour me some dirty yeah pour me some lean
Catch me an opp then I'm shooting the scene
Like my name Martin bitch I had a dream
That I'ma get rich, money just stacking it never digress
My niggas sniping they aim for the head, never the chest
Got me a baddie she giving me neck
She told me Young Pablo this for all the stress, just sit back and count up your multiple checks
I said you the best, so give me that neck, I'm counting my checks
Lil bro I'm the, Lil bro I'm the best
I'm toting them TECS, hit that lil nigga he fell to his death
She talking too much had to end it through text
She saying she hate me I told her you wish
Too much swag, all of these niggas my kids
He swear he can dress but that boy be telling fibs
Beat a bitch ass if he keep on talking shit
Fucking a PAWG, I swear this the thickest bitch
Shooting my gun, I swear this the fastest switch
Look at my clothes man you know I'm fresh as shit
Look at my wrist
Look at my bitch
Look at my gun
Boy you gone twitch
If you catch some shells boy I swear you finna twitch
I punched him in the mouth now he talking with a lisp
I stand ten toes down you ain't punking shit bitch
Hit him with a stick, fuck that, hit him with my fist
Yeah Yeah, I'm gone hit him with my fist
Fuck his baby momma yeah she been sucking my dick
Nigga talking like he want some drama you ain't shit
I been counting money nigga I got so much cash on me
Too much cash on me, I got so much cash that it make my fucking pants flood
I get so much cash I don't even carry fucking dubs
Keeping 100's on me, keeping 100's on me
Shoot you and your lil homie, and your lil homie
Shoutout all my lil homies, you know they keep it on them
You know they keep that fucking fye, yeah, they not trying to die
Yeah, they not picking sides yeah, they my ride or dies
On my, damn, on my whole fucking gang
Nigga run up on me he gone be a fucking stain
Like I'm Waka Flocka going hard in the paint
Pussy keep on talking crazy that is not okay
I might catch a double homi like my name OJ
That's a, cold case, cold case
You can't find shit cause that was a cold case bitch
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch