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4 door space coupe - lil bean & lil yee lyrics

[intro]
(brutalmoney)

[chorus: lil yee & lil bean]
they want that murder music, free my n*ggas livin’ through they phones
in a 4 door sp*ce coupe, i’m in that mode i’m all alone
if rappin’ stop then i could hit that block and move the low
then i ain’t even pop it, i still got my foot on n*ggas throats
and if i pass the rocket i know who gon’ blow and who don’t
and i can’t even stop it i been out my mind, losing hope
i been out my mind lo*
and they gon’ change the topic every time i bring up n*ggas broke
and this a big deposit, i walk in the bank they call me goat

[verse: lil yee & lil bean]
i been through pain, yeah i know, and my pockets sloppy joe
when them shots ring, better duck your top, bro get low
she for everybody, probably shouldn’t approach mе ’bout a hoe
ricks brand new, can’t evеn see there’s dogsh*t on the floor, yeah
pull up limo tint, just see the diamonds on my b*tch
they like, “bner how you get so far you still ain’t made a diss?”
and they like citason, i’m [?] righteous, pour the trish
and when i’m in my closet, that’s the only time i’m throwing ‘fits
rap my second job, i really specialize in blowing bl!cks
and i went erd hoodie, chrome hearts for the tints
it’s goyard with the stick, them n*ggas harmless and sh*t
and free my n*ggas that just walked a four yard for this sh*t
i throw up c’s, i’m a central n*gga, no i’m not a crip
i’m from the mud, where we sellin’ dope, break a hoe a bip
i’m 33, if you up your pole, n*gga, you better not miss
bro be quiet, n*ggas bump they gums, they like to talk a lot
my garage, it look like mercedes*benz parking lot
brodie in the pen, he tryna bust down an apple watch
they want that feel music, when we breakin’ glass and make it home
i just talked to cuz he always say he livin’ through my songs
this a sp*ce coupe, she got my hand, put it underneath her thong
my sh*t on dnd, if you ain’t talkin’ money don’t hit my phone
[chorus: lil yee & lil bean]
they want that murder music, free my n*ggas livin’ through they phones
in a 4 door sp*ce coupe, i’m in that mode i’m all alone
if rappin’ stop then i could hit that block and move the low
then i ain’t even pop it, i still got my foot on n*ggas throats
and if i pass the rocket i know who gon’ blow and who don’t
and i can’t even stop it i been out my mind, losing hope
i been out my mind lo*
and they gon’ change the topic every time i bring up n*ggas broke
talkin’ cash sh*t, the reason why i rap, free lil po

- lil bean lil yee lyrics

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