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lil yachty - lord of the beans lyrics

[intro]
i’ma pop up, mm
i’ma pop up, sixty uh, uh
i’ma up two hundred racks just because i can

[verse 1: yachty]
f+ckin’ up a sack, with this sack, cause a n+gga can
i’ma put a dub on your mans, if i don’t like his look
beatin’ up that p+ssy, hit that sh+t, with an uppercut (go)
ten cold chains on my neck, like i’m king tut
walkin’ ’round this b+tch, tight shirt, with a lean gut (grrt)
f+ckin’ on this b+tch, kinda ugly, but, her booty big
n+gga cannot talk to me wrong, f+ck who he is (man)
concrete boys thirty piece like i’m ludacris (d+mn)
type flow, sippin’ on wock, in a poncho (ooh)
not quavo, but i’m still the head honcho (yeah)
gettin’ some top, from this b+tch, with a monster throat
i saw new york, low freezin’, 30k coat (grrt)
n+gga want to rock with the boys, gotta {?}
lemme get this right, n+ggas mad, that i f+cked they ho (go)
50k cash, to elon musk, for a tesla quote

[verse 2: dc2trill]
i fly that b+tch straight to the mansion, just to use the throat
i’m on a pj gettin’ high, you don’t know how that go (aye)
how the f+ck that b+tch say i wifed up, i pass hеr to the bro
why the f+ck you always gettin’ high, with nowhеre to go (uh)
yes, i stay with blue strips, but i’m not a low (aye)
peter, piper, pepper, i can never kept her
came here, stick her for the cash, not the {?} (yeah)
lil b+tch, pickin’ up my cup, i’m like “hold on” (yeah)
feel some’ light that hot boys will get my roll+on
talk a truck, fill with the gas, he finna bag it in
like, the streetlights came on, i’m finna get it in
yeah this ho cool, but, i’m tryna f+ck her friend (yeah)
i’m on an island like {?} gettin’ lit again
bet a hunnid, she get a burger, not no benihana
leaned up, the rap slow, then, the feen’s comin’
gimmie the ball, i do great, got a mean jumper
[verse 3: yachty]
b+tch came in {?} d+ck, shes a mean woman (hmm)
late night, eyes wide open, like i seen somethin’ (seen)
i take her to the back, then get to bussin, bussin’
told her “think again”, before she think i’m the one to put trust in (cold)
woke up inside a b+tch, her head, and started louded cussin’
should have checked her face, but i was fast, so it was all gucci
all this ice around my neck, and kristi yamaguchi
shipped to baghdad wasn’t za’, told that n+gga “sue me” (do)
italian ice mixed with the wock, i’m finna make a smoothie (yeah)
yeah that brothers starvin
that’s my favorite movie (‘colm)
walk around with sixty, sixties, to legends jewelry (swipe)
then on my hip, i guess that’s why they think i’m lil uzi
prayin’ clips, and now we makin’ movies, let’s get straight to it
lord of the beans
yeah this b+tch g6, and now she got wings

[verse 4: dc2trill]
i’on worry ’bout these n+ggas, i just do my thing
i’m on vacation up in kingston, pour my drink in ting
i’ma f+ck this lil b+tch, i’m on to better things
god d+mn, she too geeked up, she done took a bean
mhm, came in this b+tch with some rich feens
lil mama, you know you broke as f+ck, so why you talk to me?
me and cousin skeeter on a boat, we’re tryna catch some things
i made my life a dream, just like dr. king
me and boat, got twin rings, n+gga, bling, bling
i’m finna get my link a flight, straight from beijing
i got, red put up, that sh+t aging
perc is for the party, lean for the party
drink baby for us i’m high, carti
i paint a n+gga with a sig like an artist
vroom, don’t be alarmed this h+llcat getting started

- lil yachty lyrics

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