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bee smoke - lower yourself lyrics

[hook]

(grr)
huh
gas on this n+gga; he choke on this smoke, (woo)
drizzy he wylin’ ’bout guns but he never shot nun’, (grr+rah)
brody act gangster; he tryna get shot, (huh?)
ain’t sorry your daughter gon’ be in a ‘home’ when i’m done wit’ brody, (grrt, pah)
b+tch i done made you, i’ll break you myself, (grrt)
ain’t need hypertension jus’ lower yourself, (grr)
when the king talkin’; jus’ lower yourself
huh
gas on this n+gga; he choke on this smoke, (woo)
drizzy he wylin’ ’bout guns but he never shot nun’, (grr+rah)
brody act gangster; he tryna get shot, (huh?)
ain’t sorry your daughter gon’ be in a ‘home’ when i’m done wit’ brody, (grrt, pah)
b+tch i done made you, i’ll break you myself, (grrt)
ain’t need hypertension jus’ lower yourself, (grr)
when the king talkin’; jus’ lower yourself

[verse]

b+tch i done made you; jus’ lower yourself, when we meet you’ll be humble asf
don’t play wit’ these n+ggas they f+ck wit’ the crips & they internet trollin’, like b+tches on periods
n+gga he mad that i’m up & i’m chasin’ the bag
ain’t f+ck wit’ talk no chit chat, (grrt+pah)
hopped on this beat i’ma hit+hat, (grrt+pah)
i’ll leave you for dead; when you fight for your bread, (woah)
i’m flexin’ i’m gorgeous ‘bee smoke’ the topic; n+gga act up? gettin’ shot to your head, (grr)
hit up your b+tch she gon’ come gimme head
b+tch you ain’t n+gga; you p+ssed on yourself when you heard i was comin’
you hit up the stores jus’ to get you a blunt, you be smokin’ n puffin’
he thinkin’ he sick when he comes to the mic; the sh+t you we’re spittin’ was misdiagnosed, (woaho)
n+gga want smoke?; choke on this gas, f+ckin’ wimme? i’ma sing about that
i’m the bad guy; you n broski you are duo, not a migo
beat up ’em then i’ll build ’em up like ’em legos
i always tol’ that motherf+cken n+gga; “i don’ play wit’ n+ggas”, (don’t play)
i don’ f+ck wit’ n+ggas, pay up my feature then leave me alone n+gga! (huh, f+ck)
[hook]

huh
gas on this n+gga; he choke on this smoke, (woo)
drizzy he wylin’ ’bout guns but he never shot nun’, (grr+rah)
brody act gangster; he tryna get shot, (huh?)
ain’t sorry your daughter gon’ be in a ‘home’ when i’m done wit’ brody, (grrt, pah)
b+tch i done made you, i’ll break you myself, (grrt)
ain’t need hypertension jus’ lower yourself, (grr)
when the king talkin’; jus’ lower yourself
huh
gas on this n+gga; he choke on this smoke, (woo)
drizzy he wylin’ ’bout guns but he never shot nun’, (grr+rah)
brody act gangster; he tryna get shot, (huh?)
ain’t sorry your daughter gon’ be in a ‘home’ when i’m done wit’ brody, (grrt, pah)
b+tch i done made you, i’ll break you myself, (grrt)
ain’t need hypertension jus’ lower yourself, (grr)
when the king talkin’; jus’ lower yourself

[outro]

grr

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