Beenie Lyrics – Pressa
Singer: Pressa
Title: Beenie
Uh, Press
As a young n#gg#
As a young n#gg#
Uh, now I’m rappin’
Woah
I just bought a new Glock (New)
And this ain’t somethin’ you can borrow
Streets hot, streets, they gettin’ slippery, need to [?]
What you n#gg#s know ’bout gettin’ bricks all in the cargo?
Racks all in the cargo (Ayy)
I’m gettin’ rackades (Racks)
Dope all in the pantry (Pant’)
Whole ‘nother bracket
n#gg#s talkin’ cray-cray (Cray)
Smoked like the ash tray
Cameras in the spot, take over TVs (Yeah)
And b#tch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Beenie)
Got his name off the block and he was fat, they called him Greedy
My warya, he a mess, touch his shoulder [?]
These n#gg#s do the kiki but my lil’ n#gg# KiKi, he a savagе
And I been in the trap with lil’ Leeky, I’m a bad [?]
Baby, I’m back
Lately been sellin’ weed, normally I sеllin’ crack (Coke)
This chocolate Audemar’ll put a n#gg# in his bag (Bag)
My crodie, he a orphan, ain’t no mother or a dad (Nah)
[?] rock, I was made to go and serve the fiend (Fiend)
Needed a nat, a stick to go and fetch my dream (Racks)
He want smoke then boy, hit Ctrl-Alt-Delete
Owe me money, she’d probably pocket down me
I just bought a new Glock (New)
And this ain’t somethin’ you can borrow (You can’t)
Streets hot, streets, they gettin’ slippery, need to [?]
What you n#gg#s know ’bout gettin’ bricks all in the cargo? (Yeah)
Racks all in the cargo (Yeah)
I’m gettin’ rackades (Racks)
Dope all in the pantry (Pant’)
Whole ‘nother bracket (Bracket)
n#gg#s talkin’ cray-cray (Cray)
Smoked like the ash tray (Ayy)
Cameras in the spot, take over TVs (TVs)
And b#tch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Yeah)
And b#tch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Yeah)
If you catch me on the mic’, I’m rappin’ ’bout it then I did it (Yeah)
Bend a opp block, we probably jumpin’ out the Civic (Slide)
The police on my nuts, I’m not even f#ckin’ with the city (Stop)
I’m gettin’ too much money to be brought up (Woah)
Shit, huh, sh#t, knockin’ Speaker Knockerz (Ooh)
He ain’t got a body, must be playin’ (Playin’)
See, where I’m from you gotta kill, it’s kind of complicated (Yeah)
But the real ones, they gon’ rate it (Rate it)
And the real ones don’t even [?] (No)
And T-Dub, he bend your block, watch him go deteriorate it (What)
I call it “Wass Nation,” go on for generations (Uh)
We take a n#gg# Glock and never give it back or pay him
I just bought a new Glock (New)
And this ain’t somethin’ you can borrow (You can’t)
Streets hot, streets, they gettin’ slippery, need to [?]
What you n#gg#s know ’bout gettin’ bricks all in the cargo? (Yeah)
Racks all in the cargo (Yeah)
I’m gettin’ rackades (Racks)
Dope all in the pantry (Pant’)
Whole ‘nother bracket (Bracket)
n#gg#s talkin’ cray-cray (Cray)
Smoked like the ash tray (Ayy)
Cameras in the spot, take over TVs (TVs)
And b#tch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Yeah)
b#tch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie
And I ain’t ever watch the TV
The bando goin’ crazy [?]
The bottles goin’ crazy all around
Press, as a—
Long live Wassi, n#gg#
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