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trizz - beep beep lyrics

[verse 1]
put some respect on my name when you speak of me
got body regally boy i’m a deity
sleep with your girl say my name because she dream of me
head of the game got me step to this guillotine
peasants be poppin’ they gums
bursting they bubbles and chewin them up
pray for some luck cuz i’m growing them cuh
beg for your life and i don’t give a f-ck
back in my zone, i have been gone for awhile
they might say i’m a clone
whereabouts unknown
just know i came
to reclaim my place on the throne
cali clips and i’m home
red carpeted lights get ready for the show
make sure you got smoke
imma have mine but you sh-t i don’t know

[chorus]
beep beep
who got the keys to the jeep
who got the heat tryna greet
who talkin’ sweet
punks jump up to get beat
thinking they f-ckin’ with me
boy you weak
please take several seats
unless you want medical fees
i keep receipts
you don’t know the h-ll that i bring
you don’t want the h-ll that i bring
boy

beep beep
who got the keys to the jeep
who got the heat tryna greet
who talkin’ sweet
punks jump up to get beat
thinking they f-ckin’ with me
boy you weak
please take several seats
unless you want medical fees
i keep receipts
you don’t know the h-ll that i bring
you don’t want the h-ll that i bring
boy

[verse 2]
n-ggas is back where they been at?
high as h-ll as i been at
real n-gga i been that
y’all talk sh-t and get bent back
two blunts and a six pack
not zoned out and i sit back
all down for the get back
if this sh-t crack where i live at
and when it get tricky the homies come with me
load up the bl!cky and throw on some 50
nervous as f-ck so we rolling up sticky
it’s making it worse i don’t know what we’re drinking
young and we dumb we don’t know what we’re thinking
party and turn up for fun on the weekened
make me a whole bunch of money to sleep in
a n-gga don gone off the deep end
hustlin’ and motivate n-ggas who sleep
converse and do business with n-ggas who eat
back in the day n-ggas thought it was sweet
now they turning they thoughts into tweets
see me and do something n-gga it’s me i ain’t deep
i’m all by myself with this beat
he did not turn all these n-ggas to meat
we gon’ feast when i turn up the heat!

- trizz lyrics

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