Sand To The Beach ft. FAB ROCK Lyrics

Said you wanna style LIL' PESO

How you bring sand to the beach?

Know he grew up in the suburbs, he was never in the streets

Big ol' booty, that shit good for me

She shaped just like a peach

Nigga say I talked about him in a song

Boy, that's a reach

Bust a bitch down, beat her doonies

She say uuuh like Master P

Want me to stay the night but I'mma vanish right after I skeet

This FN on me, I'll shoot you in the face

Try and wrestle me

I'm too versatile

Only song I ain't made yet is some RnB

Like this beat right here

Yeah nigga, I'm really 'bout to talk my shit

My bitch fine as hell, built crazy

Man, she really ain't got no hips

I don't gangbang but still shoutout my bloods, shoutout my crips

Got my GDs, my BDs, my Vice Lords on they shit

It might take a while for me to reach the top spot

I don't suck dick

Feel like I should join Rae Sremmurd

Real life, I get lit like Bic

Every nigga turnt in my crew

Come lil' hoe, take your pick

Man, these lil' niggas so broke

Don't talk to me 'til you get fixed

I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me 'til you get fixed

Nigga wanna be starting something we gon' moonwalk on his face

Bad lil' bitch and she so thick, fucked me up

She might me mixed race

Had to crash a nigga house party

Show him we don't Kid and Play

Said you wanna style LIL' PESO

How you bring sand to the beach?

Know he grew up in the suburbs, he was never in the streets

Big ol' booty, that shit good for me

She shaped just like a peach

Nigga say I talked about him in a song

Boy, that's a reach

Bust a bitch down, beat her doonies

She say uuuh like Master P

Want me to stay the night but I'mma vanish right after I skeet

This FN on me, I'll shoot you in the face

Try and wrestle me

I'm too versatile

Only song I ain't made yet is some RnB

He tried to run up

I had to regulate like Warren G

Told that girl, "I'm thinking 'bout freaking you"

I should join Jodeci

I got twins running 'round the lobby looking for Mr. Moseby

He got mad

I walked up in the spot and his girlfriend had noticed me

I'm finna switch it up

Your money got erectile dysfunction

It ain't getting up

Money weak

My racks in the gym

They've been sitting up

They ain't even had time to tuck they chains

We had 'em giving up

PESO smart like a button up

It's too much talking, not enough shutting up

Change my rap name to scissors, on these beats I'm cutting up

And you know we made men, you cannot fuck with us

Said you wanna style LIL' PESO

How you bring sand to the beach?

Know he grew up in the suburbs, he was never in the streets

Big ol' booty, that shit good for me

She shaped just like a peach

Nigga say I talked about him in a song

Boy, that's a reach

Bust a bitch down, beat her doonies

She say uuuh like Master P

Want me to stay the night but I'mma vanish right after I skeet

This FN on me, I'll shoot you in the face

Try and wrestle me

I'm too versatile

Only song I ain't made yet is some RnB