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beez - bop fstyle 2.0 lyrics

[intro]
ayo turn me up, turn me up
all the way, all the way, all the way
yeah

[verse]
oh you n-ggas is out ya mind
for tweetin’ me, sayin’ i ran out of rhymes
to be fair i was makin’ my way to the top and got so high i ran out climb
nowadays, if i look at the number
and it ain’t about money, i’m pressing decline
ion really like talkin’, i text better
and your b-tch on my d-ck cuh my check better
what the f-ck do you mean?
i’m a machine
no i don’t golf, but i’m on that green
the flow is pristine and an oxymoron, it’s dirty and clean
i’m nerdy and wordy, i’m winnin’ like sheen
i’m spinnin like 5th-
i need me a whip with a thot in it
who ain’t to afraid to climb over the center console and start giving me top in it
i already showed all these n-ggas that i was the best and ain’t n0body topping it
but they thought i was playing, i’m serious
@ a kid that rap better, i’m curious
45 seconds i been on this record
ain’t said nothing reckless; ain’t mentioned my neckless
ain’t mentioned my wrist and ain’t mentioned my beverage
i double cup henny, i smoke like a chimney
i’ve been in my bag and you ain’t been in any
the f-ck is you doin’? you boys needa stop with it
check it out, i got so much in store it can’t, fit in the store
used to sleep on the floor
i’ve k!lled so many beats that they know me by name when i, get to the morgue
and they can’t understand why y’all, keep sending more
i don’t f-ck with new n-ggas i’m, good on the energy
i’m moving differently
n-ggas ain’t sick as me
dawg is you kitten me (p-ssies)
y’know that the whip got a glock in it
and you know that my windows is tinted; tinted ’til the point that it look like i’m not in it
my new girl; f-ckin’ beautiful n-gga
you touch her; know what i do to you n-ggas?
i look like a fool to you n-ggas?
i’m cooler than cool is in winter
i’m not a, beginner
i’m not a, pretender
i look in, the mirror, and that is, my only, contender
and gettin’ money is my only, agenda, my n-gga
my verses, put n-ggas, in blenders, my n-gga
i’m top 5
dead or alive
a h-ll of a guy
air force, and pelican fly
in my opinion, ain’t too many better than i
and i keep a fuel band
oh you want a feature? few bands now
i gotta keep a hammer on me like the tool man now
‘cuz these n-ggas in my city say i’m acting to sadity
but they only f-ckin’ with me cuz they f-ck with me
and i stay booked like a school bag now, whoa
i’m coach for the spurs how i pop with it
i walk in the store and start picking sh-t up, go ahead swipe it; no meeting or shoplifting
it’s only real n-ggas around me ‘cuz n-ggas be fishy, call me beef, i’m not kidding
i’m probably never gon’ stop winning
so you boys needa stop with it

[intrelude]
seriously
you’re embarr-ssing me
you’re embarr-ssing yourself in front of me which is embarr-ssing for me
i don’t like to be embarr-ssed, so stop embarr-ssing yourself
‘cuz if i feel embarr-ssed again imma embarr-ss you (hahahaha)

[outro]
umm
coach for the spurs how i pop with it
i walk in the store and start picking sh-t up, go ahead swipe it; no meeting or shoplifting
it’s only real n-ggas around me ‘cuz n-ggas be fishy, call me beef, i’m not kidding
i’m probably never gon’ stop winning
(-tch- man i’m not finishin’ this sh-t bro)

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