Beverly Hills ft. bappy Lyrics

If I'm cutting on my wrists, then y'know I kept it rigid

Lines straight cut, kept 'em in fucking check like twin sisters, yeah

KSC two times fucking equal, scoring out, listening to The Eagles

Beverly Hill type dream, listening to The-fucking-Dream

O.F. type thing, yeah

Numbers only thing that don't ever mean shit to me

If you rocking with the bros, then you a part of the team, yeah

Shoutout everyone who fuck with me

Shoutout everyone who fuck with me

Throw a mufucking ring up

Feel like '04 Pistons the way they doubted me

If I could rule the world, I'd blow up twitter first

I ain't working with no weirdo, you won't get no fuckin verse

Nazis ain't gon make it far, you better hit 'em where it hurt

Nazis ain't gon make it far, you better hit 'em where it hurt

When Isaac shaved his stache, I cried

They thought that I was hacking, way I win too many times

Why should I give out second chances when they keep on lying?

Fool me once you could never fool me twice bitch, nice try

Yeah, my man a Mexican and he throw that ass for me

Chase the bag, I'm flexican, I run like an athlete

Pussy nerd be talking shit, you get popped like acne

Love myself more than I love you, bitch I know you bad for me

Yeah, yeah, baby when we hold hands, do you feel the same?

I could put you on a plane, take you out your ways

Put you on a Beverly Hill flight, yeah today

Stop playing with my emotions, I don't wanna get you wrong

If I'm counting cash, then y'know I'm getting motion

With KSC, all the bros, that's the notion

And we taking over the nation

You already know how much I cherish our relation

All I ever do is think about you, no exaggeration

Fuck your boyfriend, come and get with me

I'm the better man, no fabricating

Why would I ever lie to you?

Why would I lie ever to you?

Why would I ever lie to you?

If I'm cutting on my wrists, then y'know I kept it rigid

Lines straight cut, kept 'em in fucking check like twin sisters, yeah

KSC two times fucking equal, scoring out, listening to The Eagles

Beverly Hill type dream, listening to The-fucking-Dream

O.F. type thing, yeah

Numbers only thing that don't ever mean shit to me

If you rocking with the bros, then you a part of the team, yeah

Shoutout everyone who fuck with me

Shoutout everyone who fuck with me

Throw a mufucking ring up

Feel like '04 Pistons the way they doubted me