BEACH - Joey Trap

Mm, look, ate a bar, sellin' Xan’s

We was flippin' out the can for the fam

I was sellin' by the gram for the bands

You don’t even got a plan to expand

I would hit the finger roll, then we up

I know all these niggas fo so I made a cut

Even though y’all niggas told, never gave a fuck

If the police get involved then we stayin' shut, look

I’m on that, damn nigga, I need a ten, nigga

I’m on a beach, I need a fan, nigga

I, nigga, I’m cross the border, on the sand with it

I been the man, nigga, you son of me, I’m son of Sam, nigga

Murder in the city, bulletholes all in your Benzo

Once we finna shoot, I send my hitters all a Venmo

That bitch said you love her, just let me fuck you in the friend zone

He ain’t catch me on the block 'cause I was on the damn throne

'Cause I’m that damn nigga who walk with bands with him

We don’t hit you, we hit your fam, nigga

Then what’s the plan I got tatted on my damn belly

Was duckin' all felonies, we was workin' out the damn telly

Red dot, fuck all enemies, I’m drinkin' all Hennessy

Y’all niggas is all jealousy, I got the raw tendency

Purp, molly, hydro, and MV, I got it all ten a piece

Fuck nigga keep hatin' on a G, I got the sauce lettin' me, uh