Beat That Vest Up

(アルバム： Mushrooms & Coloring Books - 2019)

(BTP on the beat, that's bro)

I had to get it out my system
Thought I quit syrup, but I'm right back sipping (Right back sippin')
You can't judge me, I'm independent (Why)
Plus, I'm twenty-three, I'm a grown lil' nigga (Say that!)
I touched a hundred 'fore I had a son (Fact)
I'm the type to catch the fade, you tuck your tail and run
I popped up at your brother' job, he ain't know where you was
And I ain't come to talk about no fucking one on ones
Catch him lacking, stand off, do him dirty
Sun was peeking through the clouds, it was still hella early
This niggas scared of The Chang, a lil' bird told me
And I don't know if you got some, but fuck your dead homie (Fuck 'em)
Lil' petty thief, bitch, you ain't no real robber (Bitch)
25, ain't got no whip, I'ma fasholy spot you
Half of the game I obtained was from the 40 Water
Bitch, it's on sight, you gon' meet Nina, that's my

I heard he had a vest (What?) Beat that vest up
Hit everything from the neck up
Head-shot, red-dot, that's a dead opp
I ain't gon' be happy till this pussy nigga laid out
I heard he had a vest (What?) Beat that vest up
Hit everything from the neck up
Head-shot, red-dot, that's a dead opp
I ain't gon' be happy till this pussy nigga laid out

We got a chop, we got hella, plus three more Glocks
Gun-slinger, SS, Cowboy Beebop
I beat her box, sitting at his grandma's spot
I'ma 86 these shells if they loiter, or not
Ugh, catch me pissing on my hands 'cause I did him dirty (Dirty)
It's still early, hit-stick him like Todd Gurley
I ain't pushing off no fades, out the shop early
Hit his dirty ass dreads and made his hair curly
I heard he had a vest (What?) Beat that vest up
If he ain't want the problem, glizzy ate him from the leg, up
Who said what? Spitting out these shells like they fed up
He said he coming with it, we wasn't talking when we met up
Bet this .40 ridiculous, how the fuck is you sticking us?
If you bleed like I bleed, why these hoes ain't pimping us?
Keep it G, stripped him to his drawers, threw his keys
Catch him picking up some weed, he gon' be picking up from me

I heard he had a vest (What?) Beat that vest up
Hit everything from the neck up
Head-shot, red-dot, that's a dead opp
I ain't gon' be happy till this pussy nigga laid out
I heard he had a vest (What?) Beat that vest up
Hit everything from the neck up
Head-shot, red-dot, that's a dead opp
I ain't gon' be happy till this pussy nigga laid out