BEACH

(álbum: DR TRAP 2 - 2022)

Oh Skinny, you wilding nigga

Mm, look, ate a bar, selling Xan's
We was flipping out the can for the fam
I was selling by the gram for the bands
You don't even got a plan to expand
I would hit the finger roll, then we up
I know all these niggas fo so I made a cut
Even though y'all niggas told, never gave a fuck
If the police get involved then we staying shut, look
I'm on that, damn nigga, I need a ten, nigga
I'm on a beach, I need a fan, nigga
I [?], nigga, I'm cross the border, on the sand with it
I been the man, nigga, you son of me, I'm son of Sam, nigga
Murder in the city, bulletholes all in your Benzo
Once we finna shoot, I send my hitters all a Venmo
That bitch said you love her, just let me fuck you in the friend zone
He ain't catch me on the block 'cause I was on the damn throne
'Cause I'm that damn nigga who walk with bands with him
We don't hit you, we hit your fam, nigga
Then what's the plan [?] I got [?] tatted on my damn belly
Was ducking all felonies, we was working out the damn telly
Red dot, fuck all enemies, I'm drinking all Hennessy
Y'all niggas is all jealousy, I got the raw tendency
Purp, molly, hydro, and MV, I got it all ten a piece
Fuck nigga keep hating on a G, I got the sauce letting me, uh