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bshr - b style lyrics

hoppin’ on the beat now
hoppin’ on it b style
hoppin’ on the beat now
hoppin’ on a freestyle
had to get a bag, chillin on the beach now

see me with the bag, now they wanna reach out
pull up on ya b+tch she steady tryna reach down
blowin’ out the speakers, had to turn beat down

talkin’ that get a beat down
she’s now she wanna freak now

say he really on sh+t, i don’t really see how
money stacked high, n+gga i ain’t talkin’ ni hao
told her put pull pants up, just put ya knees down
then i put my d+ck in, now she can’t breathe out

stackin’ all this bread thank you jesus
know this sh+t crazy, just believe it
bad b+tch throw it and i squeeze it
call me cheddar man, eat my cheez+it’s

shoutout to 3k but i’m the class of the 2k
f+ck a what he say and f+ck a what you say
we off the casamigos and that d’usse
bangin’ that cutthroat n+gga f+ck what you play
she do it two ways
i get the bag and i get it in a few ways
i got the pack and it’s comin’ in a few days
i got the drip and you rock the same sh+t every tuesday

i don’t a gun, i could k!ll you with shoelace
i be elevatin’ and you stayin’ in the same place
hit ya hoe and i vacay do it the same day
see ya money goin down and ya bank screamin’ mayday

free tay+k
told a b+tch i’ll give her some money but it cap like jk
they talkin’ on my name, told ’em stay safe when i pull up with the choppa, they like, “wait, wait!”

man these n+ggas really chickens call ’em hei hei
know you feelin’ what i’m sayin’ like a great ape
and yo b+tch like my d+ck, it’s great taste
now that n+gga washin’ dishes cause he can’t pay

told a b+tch, need to go, need to vacate
n+gga say what you want, i can take hate

no don’t wanna f+ck kate, but i don’t wanna f+ck kiesha either
they can just eat up, like a piece of pizza
roastin’ these b+tches, remy ma, shether
don’t try to keep up, cause you gon’ fall down, scr+pin’ yo knees
i was down bad and now you can look me up, see ya boy, he’s up
she swallow down, now she pickin’ her knees up
gettin’ my greens up…
just like a salad, but i do not toss it, i am not caesar
when i get paid, my money out the freezer
this hoe gave me top but, i do not need her, aye
i am so high but, no i don’t greet her
if you don’t know about then you better go read up, aye

stay booked and busy you can’t even meet us
diamonds so bright you can’t see us, aye

n+ggas used to hate now we on and they need us

hoppin’ on the beat now
hoppin’ on it b style
hoppin’ on the beat now
hoppin’ on a freestyle
had to get a bag, chillin on the beach now

- bshr lyrics

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