Album Cover Bean (Kobe) [feat. Chief Keef]

Bean (Kobe) [feat. Chief Keef]

LIL UZI VERT

5

Yo, Pi′erre, yo, Pi'erre

In my triple cup, that′s two times two

Man, this shit darker than wonton soup, ayyYeah, my eyes red, but I'm no Damu

If you gon' run it up, that′s so on you

You know I′m ballin', usual like Kobe (24)

Ooh, worried ′bout a hater that don't know me

He say that he tough, then that boy gotta show me

Pull up Bentley truck, extra poles, and we four deep (Bah)

Say my name three times like I′m Tony (Tony, Toni, Toné)

Diamond VVS, I put baguettes all on my Rollie

I ain't never believe nothing that you told me

These niggas keep sneak dissing, they turned me to my old me

Before I had these mils, I was oh so lonely

Runnin′ 'round in Philadelphia only with my 40

I ain't never been a phony (No way)

You be gettin′ bands? Hardly, yeah

I just fucked your bitch, sorry, ooh (I′m sorry)

Man, I put that on my shawty, ooh

Fight me, we're not scared, sorry (I′m sorry)

No, I'm not here for no games, Atari (No way)

Diamonds, they hittin′ like water, ooh, starbeam, yeah

Rockstar life be callin' (Callin′)

Don't want that girl, she stallin', she stallin′ (Oh, oh)

Big ol′ foreign whip, ooh, I can't park it (Ooh, no way)

I′m from outer space, ooh, in a starship (Ooh)

Thick ol' foreign bitch, ooh, that′s my target (Ooh)

Ten bands, what you say? Ooh (Ooh)

Ten bands for my Chanel carpet (Alright)

Rockstar life like watch this (Okay)

Young nigga slick like margarine (Huh?)

Lost your bitch in Starlet's (Jeez)

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

(Bang, bang)

AP, Muller, my Rollie (Woo)

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie (That′s two times two)

AP, Muller, my Rollie

Just pulled up with me (Huh?)

Doin' one-sixty (Skrrt)

The bitch staring at me

Got real big titties (Sos', baby)

What′s in my jeans? Them real big fifties

Flight after flight (Beep)

Hittin′ real big cities

From the sandbox, yeah, my brothers is with me (Mhm)

If they give me a bond, I'm comin′ to get me (Let's get it)

And in the club (Let′s get it)

We snuck the semi (Bang)

Cup, dawg, it ain't Rémy

I can feel the envy

In my triple cup, that′s two times two

Man, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayy

Yeah, my eyes red, but I'm no Damu

If you gon' run it up, that′s so on you

Disrespect the gang, and we stall on you, hey

Send them Trackhawk shots, don′t get called on you (Bang, bang)

Bring my belt, better have that coat on you, ayy (Gang, gang)

Marry that guap, you know I do

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

(Bang, bang)

AP, Muller, my Rollie (Woo)

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie

AP, Muller, my Rollie (That's two times two)