louis blanco - beamer lyrics
spin your block loaded glock pull up in a nascar, saw your b+tch picked her up, skirt away fast car, locked up alone in my head i wanna break sh+t, p+ssy boy look into my eyes and f+cking say sh+t
you sure you really want this girl you know that i go ape sh+t
caught a case did the race take me to the station, b+tches on my line like why are they so basic, stars on my roof d+mn my whip is so sp+cious, fly around the globe in a motherf+cking sp+ce ship throw that ass back while i’m grabbing on your laces, b+tch i done it all hindley street cop chases
wake up in the morning and i’m sober feeling wasted out of f+cking nowhere i’m seeing all this hatred ptsd feeling like the f+cking matrix young sad and broke b+tch i’m “tryna” gеt paid quick, look at all the packs i’m flipping the opps i’m beaming riding in thе benz truck swerving and speeding
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