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Green beam, green beam There won't be a tonight, this ain't Christmas Lights, yeah Red beam, green beam, you can die anytime Baby came from the bricks where the bitch hatin' a meal ticket DeCicco Baby came from the bricks where the bitch hatin' a meal ticket Lord know, if I don't blow, would they still kick it? That's why we know, she a ho, when we gotta deal with it The syrup always make me mad unless I take a pill with it With the same niggas from the huddle who was in the field with me Fourth and twenty, now they're facing twenty, just throw a flag on 'em (free my niggas, yeah) Way them rats run down you, you would think it's Christmas night Read beams, green beams, but we ain't shootin' Christmas lights Got a hood bitch at the Waffle House, might get a tip tonight You know you playin' this song, you can get killed tonight But your hip now, it's off the hip now, it's on your reach now Side bitch tryna make a shot now, she's just a rebound Made the bitch made, made the teacher mad, but the plug proud All my niggas locked behind bars, just know I love y'all My dad and Tyrone let on the street We was saved by the bell like we Screech We twenty-three, leave 'em dead in the street Make your mama faint when they pull back the sheet I ain't on drank then I can't go to sleep Letras de cancionesSixth grade, I ain't have nothin' to eat Was shootin' dice, tryna buy up some sneaks I'ma put a percocet on a P Fell off but got back on my feet It was times I couldn't afford new clothes I'ma call up Boosie, get 'em for cheap Fuck a bitch and I'ma paint her toes Her new spot, she just gave me a key Buy the xans just like I'm Lil Peep David Ruffin, yeah I love this high Hellcat in the projects, give 'em motivation Let a thug get by Freelance, runnin' to the Boys & Girls Club in the morning Hit the fire hydrant with a Boeing Baby came from the bricks where the bitch hatin' a meal ticket Lord know, if I don't blow, would they still kick it? That's why we know, she a ho, when we gotta deal with it The syrup always make me mad unless I take a pill with it With the same niggas from the huddle who was in the field with me Fourth and twenty, now they're facing twenty, just throw a flag on 'em (free my niggas, yeah) Way them rats run down you, you would think it's Christmas night Read beams, green beams, but we ain't shootin' Christmas lights I'm the same nigga from the block when that shit was hot as fuck Now the young nigga gon' gun somethin' Told Ralo stay down and we gon' run it up And them oldhead niggas was scared to front every one of us Take it back to the T and turn the guns up Give 'em red beam, green beam, this ain't Christmas, it's a lightshow You can die at any time in the night though And I been workin' real hard to pay my ass off And I'm still standing in the trap, sellin' pounds, keep a strap And a nigga know I ain't goin' for that, be shootin' where our mama at And I hope this rap take off for me, I got a lot of niggas to feed I'm still havin' them bad dreams and them nightmares That 12 ran up in the spot and caught a nigga with a block Got my country boy cashin' out I be keepin' it work in a drought Baby came from the bricks where the bitch hatin' a meal ticket Lord know, if I don't blow, would they still kick it? That's why we know, she a ho, when we gotta deal with it The syrup always make me mad unless I take a pill with it With the same niggas from the huddle who was in the field with me Fourth and twenty, now they're facing twenty, just throw a flag on 'em (free my niggas, yeah) Way them rats run down you, you would think it's Christmas night Read beams, green beams, but we ain't shootin' Christmas lights From Letras Mania