88 Rising - Beam lyrics

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88 Rising - Beam lyrics

[Intro: Southside & Baka Not Nice] Southside, Southside, Southside Murda on the beat so it's not nice [Chorus: Playboi Carti] My life off a beam My life off a beam I just spilled a drink all on my jeans I-I just spend like 15 on these jeans Popped the Bentley then I spread my wings f**ed a b**h named Brittany, she so mean My b**h so leaned out, she on her knees I pour up a that dirty on lean [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Bought a Bentley coupe I f**in' bought like two (hold up) Sunset in my key Your b**h on her knee Your b**h gave me key Your b**h know the key Your b**h on that white Your hoe oversea Molly be her beam Molly be her beam Miley Cyrus girl, (hold up) Why these hoes on lean (hold up) Why that boy on lean, yeah Why that boy so clean Hoe don't talk to me Hoe don't talk to me [Chorus: Playboi Carti] My life off a beam My life off a beam I just spilled a drink all on my jeans I-I just spend like 15 on these jeans Popped the Bentley then I spread my wings f**ed a b**h named Brittany, she so mean My b**h so leaned out, she on her knees I pour up a that dirty on lean [Verse 2: Rich Brian & Playboi Carti] My life off a beam Out of frequency (frequencies) I just f**ed a b**h named Wendy, she's so mean (she's so mean) I just f**ed two b**hes, siamese (siamese) P-pull up, make a scene, I collect my fee, uh When I make a move, light is all always green, uh I just hit it once, she became a fiend Gri-grindin' all up on me, juices on my jeans (on my jeans) Laser beamin' galaxy That b**h flat, B.O.B I'm on Neptunes, Pusha T We got Murda on the beat (what?) Ayy, my life off a beam (off a beam) (yeah) Two b**hes siamese, uh (siamese) (pss, pss, yeah) Beam out the galaxy (galaxy) (yeah) Yoshi City, Yung Lean (Yung Lean) (what?)