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Twanffl - Green Beamer Lyrics



Twanffl - Green Beamer Lyrics
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[ Featuring 6rae ]

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Step up out my way, out my face, uh
You can't take this wave, stay up in your place Bitch, stay up in your lane, I'm a late switch
But I won't come your way, I'm working day shift Don't got the time of day, for that f*ck shit
And I don't really care what you say, don't text me dumb, bitch
It's 2016 and rock and ball remains on that young shit In 2060, I'ma be a king on my touch shit
Locking in, I don't really wanna go to no function, f*ck that
Mad cause I want pop up while you holding on my nuts sack
Are you mad cause I get money and you don't, you know I love that
How you think I put up in this matte black, it ain't no scat pack, (uhh)
I know most these niggas plotting on my jack, I had to scratch that
Might just cop a brand new Glick for that protection, but I still throw jabs
I might not be going up right now, they sleeping, I'ma wake em up
You would think that someone died, he heard my shit, now he's just shaking up
I'ma shock the city, no earthquake, but I'ma shake it up
Never claimed to be a gangster, stand on Buissness , but I ain't taking none
I'm standing on Buissness , can't take shit from you
Pop up in that coupe, that shit have bloody guts
They try to copy me, these niggas are my sons
You don't need nobody, I'm the only one
Back on the mission, I'm with all my niggas got damn
Don't even write a petition, all I do is smile, I don't frown
I been whipping in the kitchen, she said she need my love right now
I don't even do the dishes, but she can't be my maid right now
One cup, two hoes, three of them , four more
Bring your friend, she tryna f*ck me, if not get out the door
Better go and grab your stuff, lil' ho, this not hotel though
Might get her C.C. Chanel, might get her some shell toes
I just popped a bean in a green Beamer
Baby, why you hoppin' side of two-seater
I just popped a bean in a green Beamer
Baby, why you ridin' up in two-seater
I don't like it, hit my phone, I'ma go delete ya
I remember the last time that I had to greet ya
In my future, think about 20,000 for features
Now what I say, I'm wreaking havoc, causing misdemeanor
I just popped a bean in a green Beamer
I don't understand why you had to leave her
Yeah, popped a bean in a green Beamer
Why you hoppin' side of two-seater
Feel like James Harden, keep the heater
She be sayin' never, but sing Justin Bieber
I cannot do crack, can't f*ck with a feeder
So I had to go to the back and pour him a cup of liter
Had to go hop in a green Beamer
Now she take a pill in a two-seater
I don't understand why you had to leave her
Popped a bean in a green Beamer
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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Step up out my way, out my face, uh
You can't take this wave, stay up in your place Bitch, stay up in your lane, I'm a late switch
But I won't come your way, I'm working day shift Don't got the time of day, for that f*ck shit
And I don't really care what you say, don't text me dumb, bitch
It's 2016 and rock and ball remains on that young shit In 2060, I'ma be a king on my touch shit
Locking in, I don't really wanna go to no function, f*ck that
Mad cause I want pop up while you holding on my nuts sack
Are you mad cause I get money and you don't, you know I love that
How you think I put up in this matte black, it ain't no scat pack, (uhh)
I know most these niggas plotting on my jack, I had to scratch that
Might just cop a brand new Glick for that protection, but I still throw jabs
I might not be going up right now, they sleeping, I'ma wake em up
You would think that someone died, he heard my shit, now he's just shaking up
I'ma shock the city, no earthquake, but I'ma shake it up
Never claimed to be a gangster, stand on Buissness , but I ain't taking none
I'm standing on Buissness , can't take shit from you
Pop up in that coupe, that shit have bloody guts
They try to copy me, these niggas are my sons
You don't need nobody, I'm the only one
Back on the mission, I'm with all my niggas got damn
Don't even write a petition, all I do is smile, I don't frown
I been whipping in the kitchen, she said she need my love right now
I don't even do the dishes, but she can't be my maid right now
One cup, two hoes, three of them , four more
Bring your friend, she tryna f*ck me, if not get out the door
Better go and grab your stuff, lil' ho, this not hotel though
Might get her C.C. Chanel, might get her some shell toes
I just popped a bean in a green Beamer
Baby, why you hoppin' side of two-seater
I just popped a bean in a green Beamer
Baby, why you ridin' up in two-seater
I don't like it, hit my phone, I'ma go delete ya
I remember the last time that I had to greet ya
In my future, think about 20,000 for features
Now what I say, I'm wreaking havoc, causing misdemeanor
I just popped a bean in a green Beamer
I don't understand why you had to leave her
Yeah, popped a bean in a green Beamer
Why you hoppin' side of two-seater
Feel like James Harden, keep the heater
She be sayin' never, but sing Justin Bieber
I cannot do crack, can't f*ck with a feeder
So I had to go to the back and pour him a cup of liter
Had to go hop in a green Beamer
Now she take a pill in a two-seater
I don't understand why you had to leave her
Popped a bean in a green Beamer
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Writer: Twan Travers, Braeden Sciple
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Twanffl
Featuring: 6rae
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Twan Travers, Braeden Sciple

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