Beem! – Garp Lyrics
Artist: Beem!
Song: Garp
They wanna try me but i got some guards
They wanna pop me but i got some arms
Smoke so much weed i should own me a farm
Luffy with me got me feeling like garp
Flawless spaghettis adjacent i’m facing a blunt of jamaican vacation a star in the making i do what i want and i buy what i want ’cause my money belated
I’m faded inside of the jet with my baby i call her my baby but she ain’t my baby
She know what it is when i’m busting her open
Closet too stuffed man i can’t even close it
Drinking on medical this sh#t is potent
Pass me the blunt but i can’t even hold
You better buy it if you bust it opеn
Quarter pound hung on the tree like an ornamеnt
Mink on my coat ’cause i know it’ll storm again
Turn on some anime heard she a fan of me come top me up while i hunter x hunter
I called up my slime ’cause he really a gunner
b#tches they want me ’cause i am a stunner
Money come dirty and clean and we still watch it stack when we take a vaycay in the summer
He still don’t get no money that is a bummer
Chanel on my feet imma lace up my runners
My bro got a drum but he isn’t a drummer
These goofy’s turn b#tch for a little bit of drama
I got a vvs audemars up on my wrist i ain’t broke i still got me some commas
I got some new real estate and i’m letting it build ’til i pass it right down to my momma
She a lil freak when she ride on the dick
My diamonds too cold they be making her sick
I’m in the telly i’m counting my money and she was half naked while rolling my spliff
I think imma fill her mouth up with my kids
I gotta work so i’m leaving the crib
And she kinda mad that i’m making my way out but i already told her it is what it is
Manicure pedicure shawty whatever
Take twenty racks and go get you some leather
I do it good and he can’t ’cause i’m better
We got choppas on choppas i’m talking vendettas
Taking my time with your b#tch and she love how i hit when i grab and i f#ck from the back
In her new purse yeah i got my beretta
She ready to pop it who you think you testin’
I guess i would f#ck her but i wouldn’t date her
I can’t rely on that b#tch for a favor
My chef bringing steak all my food it be catered
Before you hop in the party you signing this waver
They wanna try me but i got some guards
They wanna pop me but i got some arms
Smoke so much weed i should own me a farm
Luffy with me got me feeling like garp
Flawless spaghettis adjacent i’m facing a blunt of jamaican vacation a star in the making i do what i want and i buy what i want ’cause my money belated
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Release Year: 2023