
Bees ft. Staggy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'll swerve in that beamer right there
While smoking my greens no kale
Shit help me see things so clear
I'm supplying dope fiends with pills
I follow my dreams don't fail
Said they hating on me? Don't care
They ain't getting no feedback here
Tryna act like leaches yeah
Like damn
Young Phreyla feeling the man
You don't understand
I got the whole world in my hands
Drunk bitch fucking for a xan
I don't fuck fans
I don't touch shit besides bands
Balling out running my errands
Do my lil dance
Pretty boy vivienne earrings
Pockets full of dead presidents
I feel like Terrence
Running up bands getting cramps
Flip phone buzzing sound like bees in the trap
Face a couple blunts just to ease and relax
I put down the pills so I should leave it at that
I hit the plug up anyway cause it's an easy relapse
I don't give a fuck
I probably never will
My styrofoam cup
Told twin go crack the seal
I smoke Tacoma bud
You'll choke 'til you don't feel
I mari-wanna love
But I don't think it's real
I'm snortin' Monica
While bumpin' Lauryn Hill
Hotbox in the Ozone
I take perks by the boatload just so I can feel
Got the trap phone buzzin'
I don't feel nothin'
I don't see the sun cause baby I be in a dungeon
Take the soul right out of me cause girl you know I love it
He said he wanna be like me, I promise that he doesn't (Nah)
This shit is terrible
I've done too much damage to myself it's unrepairable (I just wanna leave)
Ghosts tellin' me to do things I can't
Postman I got bricks cocaine
Four xans in my Pink Rose
Okay
I'm booted
Steady comin' from that cell deep rooted
Without substances I can't do this
I can't lose but feels like I'm losin
Just tune it up
Flip phone buzzing sound like bees in the trap
Face a couple blunts just to ease and relax
I put down the pills so I should leave it at that
I hit the plug up anyway cause it's an easy relapse
I don't give a fuck
I probably never will
My styrofoam cup
Told twin go crack the seal
I smoke Tacoma bud
You'll choke 'til you don't feel
I mari-wanna love
But I don't think it's real