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lil yachty & juice wrld – jack wit’ a bean (session) كلمات اغاني

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[intro: lil yachty]
yep, yep, yep

[chorus: lil yachty]
i’m jack with a bean (uh)
all my diamonds gleam (uh)
everything that i do, i do for my team (gang)
walkin’ ’round with a glock and it got a beam (uh)
hunnid thousand dollars stuffed inside a n_gga jeans (uh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (ooh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (yep)
i’m that n_gga all these new n_ggas wanna be (uh)
and i won’t stop ’til i’m dead at a murder scene (let’s go)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
they can’t k!ll me, i’m invicible (b_tch, i won’t die)
f_ck my school and f_ck my princ_p_l (they can all die)
i ain’t ever get to principles (no)
but thanks to travis i still got the antidote, yeah
i’m gon’ crash the rental (skrrt), codeine in my minute maid (lean)
diamonds on my dental (yeah), b_tch i feel like flava flav (lean)
i don’t use a pencil (yeah), this sh_t comin’ off the brain (lean)
b_tch i need your mental (yeah), b_tch i need that super brain
tell me what you into (yeah), hit me with your info (yeah)
i’ma f_ck you, leave, maybe leave a voice memo (hey, hey, yeah)
i may drop your name on my favorite instrumental (hey, hey, ya dig?)
i may blow you up like a pop with some mentos (hey, hey, yeah)
[chorus: lil yachty]
i’m jack with a bean (uh)
all my diamonds gleam (uh)
everything that i do, i do for my team (gang)
walkin’ ’round with a glock and it got a beam (uh)
hunnid thousand dollars stuffed inside a n_gga jeans (uh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (ooh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (yep)
i’m that n_gga all these new n_ggas wanna be (uh)
and i won’t stop ’til i’m dead at a murder scene (let’s go)

[verse 2: lil yachty]
i got six whips (uh), i might buy out phipps (uh)
drop my b_lls in yo’ b_tch, call it “chips and dip”
and i like the lamb’ and the laferrari (yeah, skrt)
i’ll eat mickey d’s before calamari
don’t invite me to your party ’cause i’ll have to pass (pass)
160 on the e_way, i’m about to crash (crash)
oh my god, can i f_ck first before you dash? (dash)
b_tch was ugly, but she still had a big ol’ ass (let’s go)
big guns on me, no paintball (hoo)
send a b_tch home no awol
watch on my wrist, more wet than a waterfall (hoo)
d_ck a b_tch down, then i don’t call
real scumbag, real scumbag, uh
love her, no, she’s a comeback, uh
these new n_ggas my sons that’s facts
these n_ggas lurkin’ ain’t try’na play dad, oh
[chorus: lil yachty]
i’m jack with a bean (oh_oh, uh)
all my diamonds gleam (uh)
everything that i do, i do for my team (gang)
walkin’ ’round with a glock and it got a beam (uh)
hunnid thousand dollars stuffed inside a n_gga jeans (uh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (ooh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (yep)
i’m that n_gga all these new n_ggas wanna be (uh)
and i won’t stop ’til i’m dead at a murder scene (let’s go)

[pre_verse: juice wrld]
i just got a new choppa’, it came with a beam
freddy krueger, with that ruger, catch me in your dreams
magic trick, things ain’t really what they seem
all this money don’t mean nothing to me, hold up—
pull up on the scene like hold up
no “free n_gga” but i still roll out, ayy
i’m a roller, i feel like a high roller
cops patroling, you know we out the jam
vvs wrist is frozone, baby, what’s the hold up?

[verse 3: juice wrld]
sippin’ till i throw up, codeine i’ma pour up
n_ggas think they know us, really, it ain’t us(?)
couldn’t k!ll me if they try, yeah_yeah_yeah
i’m sippin’ codeine, b_tch, i’m high, yeah_yeah_yeah
i’m not on nerve, i’m in the sky, yeah_yeah_yeah
you know you can’t f_ck with i, yeah_yeah_yeah
she know i’m not like those other guys, pull up with them poles
here we go, say my name and let ’em know
that’s for show
thought i saw you at the door
this a stick up, you have till the count of 4
empty your pockets, i put that goyard all over my wallets
say you get money, lil’ n_gga, then stop it, ayy
i pull this sh_t out of my pocket, ayy
i c_ck it back and i pop it, run up a check and they run out of options, ayy
told you we get this sh_t rocking
i might take off like i play for the rockets, ayy
i ball out just like the rocket—
ayy, ayy
[pre_verse: juice wrld]
i just got a new choppa’, it came with a beam
freddy krueger, with that ruger, catch me in your dreams
magic trick, things ain’t really what they seem
all this money don’t mean nothing to me, hold up—
pull up on the scene like hold up
no “free n_gga” but i still roll out, ayy
i’m a roller, i feel like a high roller
cops patroling, you know we out the jam
vvs wrist is frozone, baby, what’s the hold up?

[verse 4: juice wrld]
they can’t k!ll me, i’m invicible (b_tch, i won’t die)
f_ck my school and f_ck my princ_p_l (they can all die)
i ain’t ever get to principles (no)
but thanks to travis i still got the antidote, yeah
i’m gon’ crash the rental (skrrt), codeine in my minute maid (lean)
diamonds on my dental (yeah), b_tch i feel like flava flav (lean)
i don’t use a pencil (yeah), this sh_t comin’ off the brain (lean)
b_tch i need your mental (yeah), b_tch i need that super brain
tell me what you into (yeah), hit me with your info (yeah)
i’ma f_ck you, leave, maybe leave a voice memo (hey, hey, yeah)
i may drop your name on my favorite instrumental (hey, hey, ya dig?)
i may blow you up like a pop with some mentos (hey, hey, yeah)

[pre_chorus: juice wrld]
i just got a new choppa’, it came with a beam
freddy krueger, with that ruger, catch me in your dreams
magic trick, things ain’t really what they seem
all this money don’t mean nothing to me, hold up
pull up on the scene like hold up
no “free n_gga” but i still roll out, ayy
i’m a roller, i feel like a high roller
cops patroling, you know we out the jam
vvs wrist is frozone, baby, what’s the hold up?

[chorus: lil yachty]
i’m jack with a bean (oh_oh, uh)
all my diamonds gleam (uh)
everything that i do, i do for my team (gang)
walkin’ ’round with a glock and it got a beam (uh)
hunnid thousand dollars stuffed inside a n_gga jeans (uh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (ooh)
b_tch i’m rich, b_tch i’m rich, been rich since a teen (yep)
i’m that n_gga all these new n_ggas wanna be (uh)
and i won’t stop ’til i’m dead at a murder scene (let’s go)

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