Beech Daly Lyrics – Peezy
Singer: Peezy
Title: Beech Daly
Verse 1-
Count 300 on the gram b#tches in my dm
Got so many cars think i work at gm
b#tch you know i’m getting money from am to pm
Deaf b#tch told a blind b#tch you gotta see him
If a n#gg# hating on me i prolly hit his bm
“b#tch” i’m forever up i ain’t gotta reup
I’m married to the game i made her sign a prenup
We already gone ain’t no need tryna keep up
*ppshhh* now that’s real sh#t got some real n#gg#s riding with me got a real b#tch
Thousand blues on me looking like i hit a pill lick
It’s blood on that money you know i f#ck with real crips
I ain’t cool with some n#gg#s like i once was
I ain’t f#cking with them b#tches like i once was
n#gg#s take 1 of ours then we want blood
Double clip taped to the ar n#gg# duck run
I’m richer than a b#tch nah i ain’t faking
Ice on in the trenches they ain’t take it
He done found out i ran up a m he can’t take it
Man i had plans to take my n#gg# with me but he ain’t make it
Double c’s on my b#tch bag with the h bracelet
And she went and got snatched she need a waist trainer
b#tch i ain’t finna play games go get a playstation
They n#gg# really ain’t on sh#t they just play crazy
Did so many f#cking turn arounds they need to free 80
You signed a $360 record deal i made $380
That’s 380 racks you better keep saving
Grinding like i’m on a skateboard i’m tryna eat baby
Doggy on his way with clean drank he on beech daly
b#tch i’m all gas and no brakes and i’m speed racing
White diamonds of the black tee how could i be racist
My attorney could have been a boxer how he beat cases
Imma keep getting this sh#t long as they keep making it
Imma keep buying new whips long as they keep making em
Imma keep hitting yo b#tch she go keep tasting
Everybody get the chance to ball n#gg# be patient
You ever seen me and lou then you seen a m
My b#tch mama asked her daughter what you see in him
She say i see a real n#gg# i know he a trick
But i go on 3 trips a month and i don’t pay for sh#t
And we vip at everything we don’t wait for sh#t
If you don’t take care of your family you can’t be rich
I know all the tricks to the trade i can’t be tricked
Only real n#gg# round me and fake don’t mix
Love to see you doing good me and hate don’t mix
Put that lil sh#t back in your pocket for we take your sh#t
Bet not ever catch you outta pocket i’ll take yo b#tch
And take her round some sh#t she ain’t never seen
Them n#gg#s try to take my style they could never be
I’m louie v down to the socks my fit 11 g’s
I can show you how to make a m i got the recipe
You gotta have at least a quarter mil to stand next to me!
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