Beau Monde by LWRNC LIES Lyrics

Beau monde
But you keep fucking with them broke niggas
In love wit fantasies of fuckin wit a dope dealer
You ain’t MJ
Bitch you ain’t no thriller
Moon walked a hoe to the door
Cuz we ain’t chillin
Beau monde
But you keep fucking with them broke niggas
In love wit fantasies of fuckin wit a dope dealer
You ain’t MJ
Bitch you ain’t no thriller
Moon walked a hoe to the door
Cuz we ain’t chillin

A bitch will do the least and expect the world
Money for acrylics and she want a purse
Mispronouncing brands like she speakin cursive
And you really not shit even on the surface
She asking me for chicken
Best get that from churches
You not even my bitch what the fucks the purpose
Go get that shit from what’s his name
Oh right you can’t he’s a fuckin lame
I was at Hobak last week
Had to fill up my team
I’m not talking athletes
Swear that your last season
Bout to play a max season
So I’m getting that bread
I don’t play for last place
I don’t do Simon says
Let it go to my head
Yeah I really am the shit
If you talkin sideways
I could really be a dick
But I won’t start a confrontation
Over any little shit
I know exactly what you on
So don’t act so innocent
I’m In a whole different direction
You think I care about discretion
Stop asking questions
You don’t want the answers to

Beau monde
But you keep fucking with them broke niggas
In love wit fantasies of fuckin wit a dope dealer
You ain’t MJ
Bitch you ain’t no thriller
Moon walked a hoe to the door
Cuz we ain’t chillin
Beau monde
But you keep fucking with them broke niggas
In love wit fantasies of fuckin wit a dope dealer
You ain’t MJ
Bitch you ain’t no thriller
Moon walked a hoe to the door
Cuz we ain’t chillin