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lil bean - nice 2 meet you كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(remedy)
just had another meeting with a label, nice to meet you
yeah

[verse 1]
tell brodie, “keep your gun ’round my city, this sh_t lethal”
i coulda bought a chain, but i just threw that to my people
just had another meeting with a label, nice to meet you
in la we slide, wish i was slidin’ with lil [?]
n_ggas like, they wanna meet this fire, let ’em greet you
f_ck could i complain, theses n_ggas ain’t even worth my sneakers
go crazy with these bags, but i’m just tryna take it legal
i can’t even send the thugs the songs, ’cause ya’ll the leakers
n_gga how you slime mе? n_gga who you body?
they like ’cause homiе pulled up on me in an audi
n_gga, i just pulled up on your b_tch, tootsie slidin’
it’s hard to hide the pain, so i just threw that in these diamonds
if that’s your girlfriend, how the f_ck you say it’s pimpin’?
i won’t say a word, just keep it on me when it’s tension
b_tches always say i’m actin’ funny, i been distant
bro a shooting guard, keep that shooter from the pistons

[chorus]
i’m just tryna get it out these p_ssies, what they owe me
labels like i’m goin’ h_lla crazy, now they on me
b_tch, i just went platinum in the streets, hood trophy
bro a shooting guard, he still shootin’ like he kobe
they just see this money, now they say i’m actin’ different
how is you my family, every time we meet it’s tension
bro just called from jail, it ain’t sh_t you out here missin’
still that same story, f_ck them suckas and they b_tches
[verse 2]
suckas h_lla mad we them n_ggas, we the topic
b_tches love when bner on a song, they know it’s boppin’
i’m a busy man, i can’t feed into no gossip
but i’mma show my ass, ’cause i know them n_ggas watchin’
every time i pull up to this b_tch, it’s some pressure
i’m tryin’ not to fall for these hoes, but they clever
took my soul, now she want a purse, i just met her
but if i smoke a rapper, i won’t even get a letter
n_gga we still vampin’, see a l!ck we stamp it
n_ggas say, “it’s up”, it ain’t sh_t that i can’t manage
zay just copped a mini desert eagle, doin’ damage
bner real magician with them bags, make ’em vanish
tell them n_ggas, “get up off my d_ck, you a groupie”
n_ggas can’t compare, if they could, then you losin’
bner really rich in real life, not a movie
guess i’m really him, my own ‘cuz said he’ll do me

[chorus]
i’m just tryna get it out these p_ssies, what they owe me
labels like i’m goin’ h_lla crazy, now they on me
b_tch, i just went platinum in the streets, hood trophy
bro a shooting guard, he still shootin’ like he kobe
they just see this money, now they say i’m actin’ different
how is you my family, every time we meet it’s tension
bro just called from jail, it ain’t sh_t you out here missin’
still that same story, f_ck them suckas and they b_tches

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