Monk&BEavers Lyrics

My Boy right here he tweakin his a lil bitch yes sir

I'm on the lead

We be trappin wit beavers

Feel like punk monk"cuz"niggas done pleasing

Got me a fast car "yeah"niggas go speeding

I be on all kinds of Louis YungCarti twickin

She got me sticky

Sleep in Metrix rollin go crazy yeah

Trapin stay strapped stacking em bags yeah smashing your old lady

Smoking on what you call it yeah yeah woah

Alexander McQueen

I just Dior my feet

We be shootin em films

She wan be in the scene

She wan play with my Team boy my jewelry so mean

I just sip on the lean, and I tell her salute

She go stay wit the lute

Moving wit my goons

Play that pussy, before I Cook me some tunes

Still riding wit a glock and Loaded N it cocked

When I see me a oops, head Shot we up the score

House we up the flow

House party we up the floor

Movin like a metrixz

Nigga where you get your racks from

No tricks off your sleeve You gon bleed wit the stick Yeah

I'm on the lead

We be trappin wit beavers

Feel like punk monk"cuz"Niggas done pleasing

Got me a fast car "yeah"Niggas go speeding

I be on all kinds of Louis Y'Carti twickin

She got me sticky

Sleep in Metrix rollin go crazy yeah

Trapin stay strapped Stacking em bags yeah Smashing your old lady

Smoking on what you call it yeah yeah woah

I'm on the lead

We be trappin wit beavers

Feel like punk monk"cuz"Niggas done pleasing

Got me a fast car "yeah"Niggas go speeding

I be on all kinds of Louis Y'Carti twickin

She got me sticky

Sleep in Metrix rollin go crazy yeah

Trapin stay strapped Stacking em bags yeah Smashing your old lady

Smoking on what you call