Mr.Bean Video (MV)

You wack ass nigga
Acting ass nigga
Chasing all these thots you just Pac-Man nigga
Eyeballed that white bitch like a black man with her
If you ain't talking money you got a accent nigga
All these niggas fronting
I'll back hand niggas
Try to pull it put a bullet in yo catscan nigga
I got a stripper pole come get a lap dance nigga
All deez niggas say they fly well I'm Batman nigga
I'm riding with dat 9 ain't for nan lil nigga
Take your bitch make her blow me like a fan lil nigga
She say I do it better i'm the man lil nigga
I'm a vag eater go super sayian when i'm with her

Riding with a roscoe
Got some shells for your taco
Let a nigga swing he gone die fighting like Apollo
All these dick riders feel like I walked into a brothel
They gon turn me into Paco
Turn his taco to a nacho
I shoot like Ray Allen that's why I got this 34
I'm like a virgin bitch ain't never been a hoe
This shit got me high and I got it for the low
I got that shit he used to have it he ain't got it no more
Say he used to run shit now he be running to the store
Say he used sell dope and now he smell dope
He used to be that nigga and now he that nigga
He need to drop the rock that's the people's elbow
Dat 40 bang
Sound like thunder came
You know them boys ain't playing
My homies came
Wet his block up this shit a hurricane
This is not a game unless it's murder game
Shout out my brother man
Ight you fly I see you on your plane
Im f*ckin Lois lane
Bitch it's rebel gang
I throw up my gang
Don't even know your gang
Niggas in your gang don't know your mother name
You boys ain't really gang
30 shots up in that thang
Don't get caught up in dat lane
I'm getting shit up out the way
You niggas softer then some clay
I'm the shooter bitch I'm klay
I'm on the bench I don't play
Cuz Ima bad shot
I'll pull it in your face
All your features get erased
Now you a John Doe case
Whole body getting lace

17 up in the nin thing all bald heads mr clean
Head shot now he living in his dreams
Now he quiet suit and tie mr bean Head shot now he living in his dreams
All bald heads Mr. Clean
Now he quiet suit and tie mr bean
Now he quiet suit and tie mr bean

Dat 40 bang sound like thunder came
You know them boys ain't playing
That bitch Kick back like Liu Kang
Gave me shoulder sprains
She suck the ding a Lang
Don't even know her name
Right now I'm sober main
But later on ima smoke like vape
I be lifting all these blunts
I don't know how I'm outa shape
Now I'm putting on my cape
It ain't a bitch that I can save
So I'm goin outer space got it written on my face
I be movin at my pace
It ain't a bitch dat I can chase
Before she eat this dick she say grace
She say don't get it on her lace
So like I'm gloating I just put it in her face
Look like pudding in her face
You got pussy on a pedi stool
I put that pussy on a plate
You a rookie to da game ima legend hall of fame
We are not one in the same
Got the gun in the slang
We was running a train on what was her name
Want that money f*ck fame
But It pour when it rain
Gotta roll with the bang
Get low when it bang
Or get one in the brain
Cook his motherf*cking noodle like I'm making-low mien
Gotta take my neck off if you taking my chain
I be goin crazy swear to god ain't sane

17 up in the nin thing all bald heads mr clean
Head shot now he living in his dreams
Now he quiet suit and tie mr bean
Head shot now he living in his dreams
All bald heads mr clean
Now he quiet suit and tie mr bean
Now suit and tie mr bean