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Pressa – Beenie Lyrics

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[Intro]

Uh, Press

As a young nigga

As a young nigga

Uh, now I’m rappin’

Woah

[Chorus]

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 niggas 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

Niggas talkin’ cray-cray (Cray)

Smoked like the ash tray

Cameras in the spot, take over TVs (Yeah)

And bitch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Beenie)

[Verse 1]

Got his name off the block and he was fat, they called him Greedy

My warya, he a mess, touch his shoulder [?]

These niggas do the kiki but my lil’ nigga 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 nigga in his bag (Bag)

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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

[Chorus]

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 niggas 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)

Niggas talkin’ cray-cray (Cray)

Smoked like the ash tray (Ayy)

Cameras in the spot, take over TVs (TVs)

And bitch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

And bitch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Yeah)

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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 fuckin’ with the city (Stop)

I’m gettin’ too much money to be brought up (Woah)

Shit, huh, shit, 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 nigga Glock and never give it back or pay him

[Chorus]

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 niggas know ’bout gettin’ bricks all in the cargo? (Yeah)

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Racks all in the cargo (Yeah)

I’m gettin’ rackades (Racks)

Dope all in the pantry (Pant’)

Whole ‘nother bracket (Bracket)

Niggas talkin’ cray-cray (Cray)

Smoked like the ash tray (Ayy)

Cameras in the spot, take over TVs (TVs)

And bitch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie (Yeah)

[Outro]

Bitch, I had a name before this rap and it was Beenie

And I ain’t even ever watch the TV

The bando goin’ crazy [?]

The bottles goin’ crazy all around

Press, as a—

Long live Wassi, nigga


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