[Intro: Lil Bean]
And I been tryna get this chicken
My mama told me niggas wasn't for me, I ain't listen
The way we callin' plays, we gon' fuck around and blitz 'em
Twenty out this F&N, I can promise I ain't missin'
(DTB, that's a slap)
[Chorus: Lil Bean]
I been tryna get this chicken
My mama told me niggas wasn't for me, I ain't listen
The way we callin' plays, we gon' fuck around and blitz 'em
Twenty out this F&N, I can promise I ain't missin'
I just want the check, she gon' think a nigga pimpin'
Bitch, it's GFI, new edition
My mama told me niggas wasn't for me, I ain't listen
And every time I ever took a loss, I was trippin'
[Verse 1: Lil Bean]
And they keep sayin' we the reason
Woke up, a hundred bands in my account, thought I was dreamin'
I still got fifty thou' the same box I keep the Yeezys
I had a hard life, but now I make this shit look easy
I could be out the way, but I feel comfortable with the demons
I know some niggas trappin', know some niggas swipin' Visas
I know some niggas shootin', they don't even need a reason
Niggas out here playin', you post your whip and they gon' cheese it
And fuck them suckers, ain't no sympathy
A broke bitch, she can't get shit from me
Bro be paranoid, so how ridin', movin' differently
Glocks and FNs, I can't let no nigga get with me, yeah
And I been tryna get this chicken
My mama told me niggas wasn't for me, I ain't listen
The way we callin' plays, we gon' fuck around and blitz 'em
Twenty out this F&N, I can promise I ain't missin'
(DTB, that's a slap)
[Chorus: Lil Bean]
I been tryna get this chicken
My mama told me niggas wasn't for me, I ain't listen
The way we callin' plays, we gon' fuck around and blitz 'em
Twenty out this F&N, I can promise I ain't missin'
I just want the check, she gon' think a nigga pimpin'
Bitch, it's GFI, new edition
My mama told me niggas wasn't for me, I ain't listen
And every time I ever took a loss, I was trippin'
[Verse 1: Lil Bean]
And they keep sayin' we the reason
Woke up, a hundred bands in my account, thought I was dreamin'
I still got fifty thou' the same box I keep the Yeezys
I had a hard life, but now I make this shit look easy
I could be out the way, but I feel comfortable with the demons
I know some niggas trappin', know some niggas swipin' Visas
I know some niggas shootin', they don't even need a reason
Niggas out here playin', you post your whip and they gon' cheese it
And fuck them suckers, ain't no sympathy
A broke bitch, she can't get shit from me
Bro be paranoid, so how ridin', movin' differently
Glocks and FNs, I can't let no nigga get with me, yeah
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