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boolsrealm – flickin’ beans & sippin’ lean ft. tyler lyrics

[intro: tyler]
coming to grab your hoe
gotta go sicko mode
ice on my wrist
true lyricist
coming to chill with the bros
should i like take this slow, no
gimme a second and i’m gonna go
-ssemble the syllables make the sh-t flow
the beat banging harder than you gonna know

[verse: tyler]
unique physique of the music will peak
the beat that you seek bob your head make you geek
though i be slurring when start to speak
we still be vibin the rest of the week

fried red eyes indicating, i be meditating
waiting, before generating energy
to get up off my knees
get five more sips of lean
what do i mean
five more sips of lean
then i fl!ck her bean
nothing coming in between
the bros and the hoes and the lean
nothing is as it seems

[chorus: boolsrealm]
yeah i f-cked this b-tch on new years eve
i been smoking all my weed
got some tricks inside my sleeve
beat my foes like f-ckin creed
yeah i know, i been laying low
but i got no time for hoes
and i’m cruisin with my f-cking bros
sippin fours

[verse: boolsrealm]
they seem like they out for war
but we settled scores in like october
they ain’t settle, sh-t ain’t over
now it’s colder, and i’m older
i ain’t been this sober
‘cuz i thought your bougie sh-t was over
ice so cold i make you freeze like i’m cousin st–ze
and i know shes on the edge of her seat
watching me and tyler
cooking up fire
she be getting higher
and i just gotta say, aye

[outro: boolsrealm & tyler]
time to get the dollars
i want b-tches flawless
i can shoot you five times
like i was a baller
i might call her, say what’s up
naw that’s just to stall her
i know when she answer she gon ask to f-ck i ghost her
beans on beans, yeah i double cup the f-cking lean
time is money, and your b-tch gon spend it all with me
like im sipping tea, yeah i’m just chilling b
got a hoe by my side, and l!ck her bean

make it rain, rain, rain
hoes callin my name, name, name
always gaining more fame, fame, fame
i won’t ever be the same, same, same
aye bro you lame, lame, lame
i be upping all my game, game, game

aye, woo, lit

- boolsrealm lyrics

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