
Kush With Them Beans Chief Keef
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[Intro]
GBE baby
Glory Gang
Sosa, bitch
O'Block
Bang
[Chorus]
I’m on that kush with them beans, countin' all this green
All us get money, bitch, 'cause we the money team
We got 40s on our waist, 30s in them things
I’ma let this hammer blow, bitch, I ain't worried 'bout a thing
I got all the shells on me, bitch, I'm never lonely
I got all this money on me, bitch, I'm never hungry
I got all these diamonds on me, your bitch waitin' on me
Say you wanna get like me, keep grinding, homie
[Verse 1]
I’ma go to the mall, I’ma buy that bitch
I’ma hop in my 'Rari and I’ma ride that bitch
See my truck sittin' on 4's, can’t ride on no lows
And bitch my pockets on swoll, blow hundreds on my nose
I put Fendi on my belt, Robin all in my jeans
I don't wanna go to sleep, so, I don't do that lean
Big knots in my pocket, I don’t carry no wallet
Sneak dissin' us, stop it, and go get you some money
I love bankrolls, I don't love these hoes
Never snitchin' on bros, keep my mouth closed
High off that Earth, I don’t smoke that purp
I don’t smoke that mid and I don’t smoke that dirt
GBE baby
Glory Gang
Sosa, bitch
O'Block
Bang
[Chorus]
I’m on that kush with them beans, countin' all this green
All us get money, bitch, 'cause we the money team
We got 40s on our waist, 30s in them things
I’ma let this hammer blow, bitch, I ain't worried 'bout a thing
I got all the shells on me, bitch, I'm never lonely
I got all this money on me, bitch, I'm never hungry
I got all these diamonds on me, your bitch waitin' on me
Say you wanna get like me, keep grinding, homie
[Verse 1]
I’ma go to the mall, I’ma buy that bitch
I’ma hop in my 'Rari and I’ma ride that bitch
See my truck sittin' on 4's, can’t ride on no lows
And bitch my pockets on swoll, blow hundreds on my nose
I put Fendi on my belt, Robin all in my jeans
I don't wanna go to sleep, so, I don't do that lean
Big knots in my pocket, I don’t carry no wallet
Sneak dissin' us, stop it, and go get you some money
I love bankrolls, I don't love these hoes
Never snitchin' on bros, keep my mouth closed
High off that Earth, I don’t smoke that purp
I don’t smoke that mid and I don’t smoke that dirt
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