Chapter II by Elian Beak Lyrics
(Intro)
Bitch I‘m back
It‘s young beak
If you act
Imma send your ass to sleep
Man they know da young Nigga
For sure
For sure
For sure
Imma baller
Danny Glover
Droppin shit
Like a toddler
Who that bih
Thats ur daughter
Who u with
Same lover
Now I got ’em trippin’ (Young nigga trippin’)
I really was whippin’ (Young nigga whippin’)
The shit out my kitchen (Shit out my)
They thought I was dippin’ (Thought I was dippin’)
Now they talk I don‘t listen
Couple bands in the kitchen
Pocket fat pocket‘s itching
Get the fuck out my business
Yes she likes it
Yeah she ride it
Uh im drowning
She wet like a fountain
Smoke on shit now they trippin’
Lean is fake but they sip it
I changed my lane now they dippin’
But thats not my business
Now they know that I get it (I get it)
My gas is a lil bit different (It‘s different)
My past different, nigga listen (listen)
Pocket fat call it Griffin (aye)
Your ass get murked
Make your bitch booty spin in a circle
Creeping on me these niggas be lurkin’
I‘m high like a bird
2 am I’m in a coupé
Dropping the top see the moon
They still got nothing to do
They don‘t see shit, we got views
Take your main hoe on a cruise
10 mins later she took of her shoes
And, this flow I ain‘t stole it
Bitch I‘m the shit like a toilet
I put a lil kiss on her forehead
Im different
Money we gonna make, gonna hit different
And I told ’em stay patient
I know l know you‘ve been waiting
I know Niggas who been hating
But we making paper
Whats hannin’
I‘m back
I rap
I flex
It shines, the neck
It shines, the neck
Ain‘t had no money for a scooter (Broke)
Now I pull up in a uber (Oh)
I‘m in drop tops, getting top (Hoe)
And if you act, a nigga got a shooter
300 300 300
Im counting on ounces on ounces
I smoke on a ounce in the mountains
She‘s riding my dick shit is bouncin’
A fountain
I‘m drowning
I‘m drowning
I‘m drowning
I‘m drowning
They know
I‘m ballin
I‘m ballin
I‘m ballin
I‘m ballin
Pull up to your spot and make a movie
Bad bitches jumping in jacuzzies
Lotta niggas flippin’ lotta toolies
Wrist iced out with the rubies
I just went to the bank, twenty’s up in my hand
Now days I can not bend my lil pocket
She was in my dm shot her shot like tank
But I had lotta hoes I said fuck it
And my ex still send me pics of the butt
She want‘s me to drop the pin
You can‘t come to my spot
Blase blase shut up
I‘m not tryna fuck
You do all that talk
But you don‘t know whats up
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Don‘t give a fuck about a hoe
Used to go to snipes
Now we pull up at designer shows
Niggas out the Bendo
Pullin up with extendos
Light it up like a candle
And I‘m rockin it (rock)
I‘m the opposite (opp)
Got your main in my House
And she suckin it (slop top)
Niggas get mad cause they see
That I‘m droppin shit
Brian‘s head red
Ain‘t even care if you gon’ fuck with it
I was lazy so I did it just to do it
Up all night, I hope this money gettin’ fluid
Pulled up to the session I was fully suited
Nigga Pulled up to the session we been getting hella zooted
Pulled out a whole tape
Now I might drop it
5 k on that
They spend days in the same boxers
My niggas got on joggers
While we eating lobster
You worked a whole month
I just sold Balenciagas
Don‘t know what to say
Every night I pray
That I don‘t loose my focus
And just keep going my way
Yeah the know we go dummie
They know we don‘t stop
Keep a 9 on my stummy
You know we do a lot
For fuck’s sake
Bitch stop playing
Why you still tryna complain
You know we changing the game
You know we up and you ain‘t
You know we up and‘t you ain‘t
Euros get stacked in my safe
New hoes they suck like a snake
I‘m gon’ never hit the brakes
You‘ve ain‘t been on the block
Shit gets hot
The girl of your dreams
Got her dancin’ at my spot
Yeah she likes the melanin
Yeah she likes the dreadlocks
This money coming in
But she don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck
Bitch I‘m back
It‘s young beak
If you act
Imma send your ass to sleep
Man they know da young Nigga
For sure
For sure
For sure
Imma baller
Danny Glover
Droppin shit
Like a toddler
Who that bih
Thats ur daughter
Who u with
Same lover
Now I got ’em trippin’ (Young nigga trippin’)
I really was whippin’ (Young nigga whippin’)
The shit out my kitchen (Shit out my)
They thought I was dippin’ (Thought I was dippin’)
Now they talk I don‘t listen
Couple bands in the kitchen
Pocket fat pocket‘s itching
Get the fuck out my business
Yes she likes it
Yeah she ride it
Uh im drowning
She wet like a fountain
Smoke on shit now they trippin’
Lean is fake but they sip it
I changed my lane now they dippin’
But thats not my business
Now they know that I get it (I get it)
My gas is a lil bit different (It‘s different)
My past different, nigga listen (listen)
Pocket fat call it Griffin (aye)
Your ass get murked
Make your bitch booty spin in a circle
Creeping on me these niggas be lurkin’
I‘m high like a bird
2 am I’m in a coupé
Dropping the top see the moon
They still got nothing to do
They don‘t see shit, we got views
Take your main hoe on a cruise
10 mins later she took of her shoes
And, this flow I ain‘t stole it
Bitch I‘m the shit like a toilet
I put a lil kiss on her forehead
Im different
Money we gonna make, gonna hit different
And I told ’em stay patient
I know l know you‘ve been waiting
I know Niggas who been hating
But we making paper
Whats hannin’
I‘m back
I rap
I flex
It shines, the neck
It shines, the neck
Ain‘t had no money for a scooter (Broke)
Now I pull up in a uber (Oh)
I‘m in drop tops, getting top (Hoe)
And if you act, a nigga got a shooter
300 300 300
Im counting on ounces on ounces
I smoke on a ounce in the mountains
She‘s riding my dick shit is bouncin’
A fountain
I‘m drowning
I‘m drowning
I‘m drowning
I‘m drowning
They know
I‘m ballin
I‘m ballin
I‘m ballin
I‘m ballin
Pull up to your spot and make a movie
Bad bitches jumping in jacuzzies
Lotta niggas flippin’ lotta toolies
Wrist iced out with the rubies
I just went to the bank, twenty’s up in my hand
Now days I can not bend my lil pocket
She was in my dm shot her shot like tank
But I had lotta hoes I said fuck it
And my ex still send me pics of the butt
She want‘s me to drop the pin
You can‘t come to my spot
Blase blase shut up
I‘m not tryna fuck
You do all that talk
But you don‘t know whats up
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Don‘t give a fuck about a hoe
Used to go to snipes
Now we pull up at designer shows
Niggas out the Bendo
Pullin up with extendos
Light it up like a candle
And I‘m rockin it (rock)
I‘m the opposite (opp)
Got your main in my House
And she suckin it (slop top)
Niggas get mad cause they see
That I‘m droppin shit
Brian‘s head red
Ain‘t even care if you gon’ fuck with it
I was lazy so I did it just to do it
Up all night, I hope this money gettin’ fluid
Pulled up to the session I was fully suited
Nigga Pulled up to the session we been getting hella zooted
Pulled out a whole tape
Now I might drop it
5 k on that
They spend days in the same boxers
My niggas got on joggers
While we eating lobster
You worked a whole month
I just sold Balenciagas
Don‘t know what to say
Every night I pray
That I don‘t loose my focus
And just keep going my way
Yeah the know we go dummie
They know we don‘t stop
Keep a 9 on my stummy
You know we do a lot
For fuck’s sake
Bitch stop playing
Why you still tryna complain
You know we changing the game
You know we up and you ain‘t
You know we up and‘t you ain‘t
Euros get stacked in my safe
New hoes they suck like a snake
I‘m gon’ never hit the brakes
You‘ve ain‘t been on the block
Shit gets hot
The girl of your dreams
Got her dancin’ at my spot
Yeah she likes the melanin
Yeah she likes the dreadlocks
This money coming in
But she don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck
She don‘t gives a fuck